Baby Confinement
My two-year-old daughter has reached one of the worst stages of human development: She's learned how to climb out of her crib. She now does this about 8-12 times before she finally figures out that we want her to go to sleep. This means, for example, that just when we think it's safe for us to go to bed downstairs, we hear the thump of little feet running around upstairs, the sound of running water as she turns on the faucet to play, the glare of lights turning on, and so forth. I think we need a Baby Cage, or at least one of these.
posted by Stuart Buck at
11:44 AM
2 Comments:
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At this point I converted the crib to a toddler bed. In retrospect replacing the full door to their room with a half door would have been useful.
I remember the same point with my daughter. We would take her back up to her room and ask her to show us *how* she got out of her crib. She would put a leg up over the side and start to flip over. And then she would stop, get this pained look on her face and say that she couldn't show us because "it hurts."
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