Traumatic Experiences In Parenthood
(episode 23 in a seemingly endless series)

Amy told me today that Samantha had climbed over the crib rail in and out of her crib five times while the rail was down, and was trying to climb over it even when the rail was up. Tonight I watched her as she climbed over the (down) rail, tossed all her stuffed toys out of the crib onto the floor, then climbed back out of the crib to hug them all.

She was balancing precariously enough on the railing during the trip that I promptly hauled out my toolbox and removed the rail. That's right, as of tonight Samantha is sleeping in a toddler bed instead of a crib.

I'm sure we'll have to put some soft blankets and things on the floor next to it for the first few weeks just in case she rolls right out of the crib in the night, but my little girl is officially past the crib stage. I can see school and then dating lurking just around the corner ...