After a hell-ish morning with the kids on Tuesday, I was thrilled when I looked at the clock and saw it was time for Gavin to head to school, and Kenna to lay down for her ONE nap of the day. {I'm a little bitter about the whole ONE nap a day thing.} I lay her in her crib, tuck her into her blanky and tell her night night. Then I walk out the door, quietly closing it behind me. For the next 10 minutes, I hear her screaming. This has become our usual nap routine. I think she is trying to get out of her one nap a day, but I'm just not going to let that happen yet. I mean, she's only 15 months old!!! So I usually let her cry it out and if after 20 minutes, she's still screaming, I go in and tuck her in again. We do this until she is finally peacefully sleeping in her crib.
Well she had other plans on Tuesday. After 10 minutes of crying, she goes silent. I am beginning to think she is drifting to sleep... nope. Not. Even. Close. I hear a loud CRASH, and I go running into her room to find her on the floor, crawling to her bedroom door, crying so hard that she is just completely silent, trying to catch her breath. That's when I realized... she just jumped out of her crib! I swoop her up off the floor, making sure that she still has both her arms and legs in tact, then put her to my shoulder and attempt to calm her down. She didn't get hurt at all, I think it just shocked/scared her. And me too.
I'm not exactly sure how she managed to jump out of her crib. Her bumpers were still in there and I'm thinking she used those as leverage and climbed over the side, then fell to the floor. But that's just a wild guess. Needless to say, I took the bumpers out of her crib that day and she has not jumped out since then. But I still get super nervous every time I put her in her crib because I'm so afraid she's going to fall out again! I'm not ready for her to have a toddler bed! She's not even ready for a toddler bed! Could you imagine how difficult it would be to get her to sleep in one of those??? Something that she could easily climb out of. Ahh gets me all flustered just thinking about it.
That's not all... yesterday while I was in the shower... Kenna took her diaper off and pooped on the floor. Also while I was in the shower.... Gavin stepped in it during a mad dash to the toilet to pee. When I got out of the shower... while cleaning Gavin's foot and the poop on the floor {still in my bath towel, I might add} I stepped in another turd she left on the other side of the bathroom.
It was a fabulous morning.
