We ran into an interesting problem with R, yesterday. (Aside from the fact that he’s clearly sick and dribbling snot down his face.)
Yesterday morning, he started banging as usual when he was ready to be let out of his crib. After we spent a few more minutes lingering in bed, the banging stopped as usual. Down the hall, we could hear knocking on a door, which is the Monster’s usual way of saying he’s ready to get up too. So I got up, put on my slippers, and slogged out into the hall.
The knocking wasn’t from the Monster – it was from R. He had managed to get out of his crib and just couldn’t get the door to his room open. Continue reading →