Escape Artist

The other night I had a dream that Micah climbed out of his crib. A couple days later while we were at Jason's mom's house, I laid Micah in the pack and play in the upstairs bedroom. a few minutes later, we found him climbing down the stairs. That little stinker. He also made it half way down the basement steps that day, which are treacherous even for me. Anyway, last night I put Micah down to bed and returned to the living room. I soon heard a big thump followed by crying. Yup, Micah climbed out of his crib and fell on the floor. I guess we will be turning his crib into a toddler bed a little earlier than we had planned. Its time anyway. I can't keep him a baby forever.