Why?
Owen climbed out of his crib this morning. Mark and I were awoken around 6 am to a loud THUD and then crying...we sprung out of bed, ran up the stairs, opened owen's door, and there he was to greet us.
This means several things:
1. This baby is no baby anymore..
2. Time for a big boy bed... (again, rubs it in that he's not my little baby)
3. Containment is no more. No more putting him in his crib with toys for 30 minutes so i can rest.
Keep throwing loops at me life! man oh man.
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