Earlier this week, Jude was up and wandering around the house around 6:30 a.m. Our house rule is that no one is allowed to get out of bed until 7 a.m. I just figured Paul had gotten Jude out of his crib.
I was awakened about 1 a.m. the next day by the sound of water being dispensed from the water cooler. I figured one of the older kids was up. Matt went to go check it out. It was Jude.
This morning a little Jude boy climbed into Mom and Dad's bed about 4. He nuzzled right into me, put his hand in my sleeve and got comfortable. Matt put Jude back in his crib about 7 a.m. in order to see how Jude was escaping. Jude quickly showed off his best Spider Man maneuver and exited the crib in about three seconds.
We've had problems with crib escapees before, but never this early. Grace was almost three when she began climbing out of her crib. We solved the problem by transitioning her to a big girl bed. The girls taught Joel how to climb in and out of his crib by using his dresser as a step stool when he was almost three. Jude won't be two for another month.
Just when you think you're on your game as a parent, God shows you that indeed, you are not.
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