I was wondering when this day would come.
All of the baby books mention this milestone. Other parents proudly announce when their baby accomplishes this feat. Aveline finally jumped this hurdle Sunday night. It wasn't a gleeful "Me do it!" that tipped me off, but rather a dull and distinct thud from upstairs with a woeful "WAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" blaring over the baby monitor. She learned how to climb (fall) out of her crib.
For those concerned readers, Aveline is just fine. I think it just knocked the wind out of her. Nothing a little Mom and a sippy of milk couldn't cure. I, on the other hand, am a bit panicky. Aveline is very stubborn and persist ant. When she gets an idea in her head, she continues trying until it is done. Toddlers are a resilient bunch, sporting thick skins and skulls but a paper thin memory. I am worried that the memory of this fall will not quell her need to escape for long.
So, like many businesses, we decided to throw money at the problem. We went to our local Wal-Mart (*gasp*) and purchased a toddler bed. Originally we were going to transition her from crib straight to a full size bed, but decided to get the trainer bed instead, as she inherited my clumsiness and sleep-thrashing genes, making her genetically susceptible to falling out of bed. Once we get the bed set up, I will post pictures of it.