So, the other day I went in to check on my "napping" baby. Instead I found this:
Yes, that is my child, standing on the floor between the bed and the dresser, banging on the wall.
Ummm... dude! You are supposed to be sleeping. Not giving mummy a heart attack because she walked in the room and saw an empty bed.
You should have seen the look he gave me. "Hi mummy! Look what I did!" He was sooo proud of himself. And what do I do? I grab the camera, of course!
What I want to know is how he circumnavigated the pillow mounds on either side of him, dismounted the bed and landed on his feet with out a sound.
Actually, no. I don't want to know. I really might have had a heart attack if I'd witnessed that.
We no longer have that bed. The stupid thing was like 3 feet high and I practically needed a step ladder to climb into it every night. I promptly sold it 10 hours after this escapade.
We now have this bed:
Thank you ikea!