A couple of mornings ago Tanner woke up at his usual 6 o'clock not a minute later...and I heard him calling "mooooommmmy", "moooommmy"....I took a couple of minutes getting out of bed, used the bathroom, etc...He called me every so often but not in any distress - rather calmly actually. By the time I opened his door up it had been probably about 4 minutes since I first heard him. When I opened the door to his room, much to my surprise there he was sitting on his floor playing his fishing game! What the?!@#
I never heard a crash or a thump so apparently it was a pretty smooth escape. Later that day I wondered if he'd do it again after nap. Sure enough, even though I headed upstairs right away when I heard him, there he was, walking around his room like he owned the place...
The next morning Rob rushed in right away and caught him in the act - he throws one leg over the top, shifts his weight, holds on to the rail, lowers himself, hangs for a second then drops. Just like David Copperfield...
Oh boy. Time for the toddler bed?
Here's a priceless pic from our day in the backyard Monday...

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