When he meandered out of his room and into mine, I. Could. Not. Believe. It.
“Hi Momma,” he grinned like it was no big deal he just hurled his baby body out of his crib, opened his bedroom door, strolled down the hall to his brother’s room and twisted open that knob too.
“Latham, how did you get out of your crib,” I gasped as he toddled toward me.
“I don’t know,” he laughed after he wrapped his chubby arms around my neck and squeezed.
Released from his room, Reichen was two steps behind breathless to provide play by play of their great escape. “MOMMA, Latham opened my door! He got out of his crib,” he excitedly said while jumping and clapping.
Out of curiosity, I walked Latham to his room, plopped him in his crib, and asked him to show me how he hopped out.
He didn’t.
He just kept his secret and smiled.
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- Toddler Talk
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- Reichen the Reader
- I’m Not Ready
- “Good Job, Momma!”
Tags: big boy bed, Latham, momma, Reichen
my biggest fear. i mean, do you even sleep now?
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Such a great article. I remember when David escaped from his crib! I love that he went to his big brother Reichen. That is what Scott always did with David. Brothers through thick and thin!
i am waiting for this day. that is the sweetest and scariest thing ever! we have started climbing on everything at our house, it is only a matter of time.
that is one cute picture – the old tricycle is awesome!
It’s always a shock when they show up at your door and you think they are safely tucked away in their crib. One more step toward being a “big boy”. It’s too funny that he liberated his older brother from his room as well! Yes, it’s time to “baby proof” the room and get him a big bed.
Oh dear…. sounds like it’s time for that big boy bed!
What a sweetie.
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