i got super frustrated with repeatedly laying you back down to go to sleep one evening; saying "time for bed", "close your eyes" "it's night-night time" so I put you in your crib. it took you less than 5 minutes to figure out how to get enough leverage to hoist your upper body onto the side rail, enough to get the tip of your big toe hooked on the edge (i was watching through the cracked door) and i pretty much ran in as you laid across the rail lengthwise with your body straddling to hold on. i brought you back into my bed; held you tightly as your breathing slowed (your tiny heart was pounding in your chest) and you fell asleep. that's how much you hate the crib, and I don't blame you one bit.
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