Maybe.
This morning I heard a huge thud, followed by crying. I went in, and Wyatt was on the floor outside the crib. I asked him what happened as I rocked him.
"Fall on floor. Climb crib. Head hurt."
He had a goose egg on his forehead.
This is the first time I have ever found him outside the crib. I think it might be time to convert his crib so this doesn't happen again...
...and I can hardly wait for the struggle it will be to convince him to *stay* in bed, or at least his room...;)
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