Chris and I were talking in our room the other day just after I put Bridget down for her nap. Her baby monitor was on, and I could hear her quietly talking and playing...then suddenly a loud BOOM came over the monitor, followed by silence.
I knew exactly what had happened, although this was a first. She was screaming as I came flying down the hall, around the corner and into her bedroom to find her laying face-first on the floor with a bloody lip and the texture of her rug tattooed on her forehead.
She's been trying to lift her foot onto the crib rail for quite some time now, but she's so short that her toes barely reach. Of our five children, no one else has climbed (or fallen) out of the crib, although all were certainly capable of either at one point or another. None of our other children ever attempted to climb over the back of the family room couch, out of the bathtub, or over the highchair tray. But Bridget has--and does.
I found her by the front door recently on her tiptoes reaching for the doorknob with a purse over her shoulder & sunglasses on her head. Hmmn. And she used to play happily in her pack-and-play while I made dinner, or worked on my computer, or cleaned our first floor. Once she realized she could easily make it over the rail and let herself out, my peaceful cooking, writing and cleaning ended. I now spend most of the day tailing her and trying to keep her safe.
When Bridget was a baby, more than one person commented on how lucky I was that she'd be an easy and agreeable youngest child. Bridget must have missed the memo on that one :). She has very definite ideas and knows just how to carry them out. She's flexible and strong and determined. And she does not miss a trick.
This is my two-and-a-half-year-old child whose pretend sneeze fools everyone, who knows exactly how to use an eyelash curler, who doesn't really talk but has figured out about 15 different ways to tell (or show) us she's hungry.
This is all to say that Miss Smarty-pants has a new safety tent over her crib, and I will be able to sleep tonight.
Now if they only made one for the family room couch, the bathtub, the highchair...