It was one of those moments that if I had the video camera running I would have one the 100,000 prize from AFV.
I allowed B to put C to nap today. This is a rare occurrence because B would rather play with C than put him to bed. As well, the two children are best buddies. C was tired today, so I thought it wouldn’t take long. However, I was wrong. Very wrong.
After about 15 minutes I went in to turn off the light and tell B to come out; however, when I entered the room I caught B mid flight flying into C’s crib with her arms and legs out like a frog. “I wasn’t scared” was all that B said in her most proud voice when I said she was all done putting her brother to bed.
A few weeks ago I moved a small, flimsy, plastic dresser next to the crib. For the first time today B, Climbed up on it and then put one foot on the crib and launched herself up about 2 feet above the top of the crib before landing on the trampoline/ crib mattress. What fun for a little one, but what fear for a mom.
While her older sister was flying, C was out of his crib, running around the room. I asked B if she had helped her brother out of the crib and all she said was “No?, I wasn’t scared!” It seems that having fun was all C needed to push him over the edge, literally, to climb out of the crib. While the two children were having fun, I was trying to figure out how to keep the door shut because it doesn’t latch in the summer. I need a resolution quick because the baby sitter was due any minute and I wasn’t sure what would transpire while I was away with C being so proud of his new venture of climbing out and then running out of the room.
In the end I had two proud kids and one exhausted mom. Apparently, the babysitter figured out how to make the baby pass out so it wasn’t so bad for her… now if I could only borrow her for the next few days until C learns that nap time means to stay in his bed.
