Jail Break

Bright and early Monday morning, you showed Mommy a new skill, climbing out of your crib! I have no idea if you've tried this before, but if it was your first time/last time, I'm glad I was there for it.

Grandpa and M were in town and planning to stay home with you all day. I went to get up in the morning and Grandpa came in to say good morning. You were bouncing around as usual pointing out animals on your walls or in your books. I walked across the room to get you some clothes, and the next thing I hear is a gasp from Grandpa. I turned around and there you were on the other side of the crib still somehow standing on the mattress. I assume you were going to try to step down to the floor. I quickly grabbed you, and didn't seemed phased by your dangerous attempt at an escape.

Not wanting to witness or not-witness another jail break, Daddy with the help of M quickly moved the level of your mattress DOWN. Before we know it will be time to take off the railing, and then you'll really be FREE. Well not really, I still reserve the right to put you in some type of "jail" be it a crib or a bedroom until your 18. Ha, ha, ha (insert funny/evil laugh)

Love you Maev.