One morning, I see Justin walking around the house and I ask Nathan if he got Justin out of the crib. He said that he did not and that Justin crawled out all by himself. I crossed my fingers that was just a fluke and that he hadn't learned how to climb out of his "holding pen" yet. A few days later he was being a major crab and whining and crying around, so I picked him up and put him in his crib. He does not stand in the corner, so his punishment was to stay in his crib until one of us had calmed down enough (usually me). Justin is in his room crying his heart out when I notice that the crying sounds are getting closer. I look towards the hallway, and sure enough, Justin is walking down the hallway. Apparently crawling out of the bed the first time was not a fluke and he has figured out how to escape his punishment.
Deciding that we better get him into a regular bed before he fell crawling out of the crib, we weighed our options. Since the older two boys absolutely refuse to sleep upstairs, I had to figure out how to get enough beds in that room for three kids. My sister Carla said that she had a toddler bed that we could use, but we weren't sure how long we might need it and I know that Carla will need it before to long with her crew. Then we remembered that the crib converts to a toddler bed even though we never used that feature with the other two kids. Somehow Bruce remembered how to convert the crib and Justin has been sleeping in in his own "big bed."
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