Fluke?

Last night I put all the kids to bed in the usual fashion. Zeke has been having some sleeping issues here of late and my patience with him in this area is waning. Thus when I put him in his crib last night and moments later he started in on the fussing (something he didn’t do prior to last week) I didn’t think much of it.

In the midst of hearing the fuss and picking up the living room (I know, delegate it to those who made the mess.) my mom called. We were chatting for a few minutes and Zeke wasn’t quieting down so I decided to go up. As I hit the landing there was my littlest son wailing in the dark.

I didn’t hear a thump. I promise you I didn’t.

How in the world did my child, whom I am 100% confident I placed within the confines of his crib, manage to get out?

I pray this is a fluke and not to become the norm around here. If this becomes the norm let’s just say bunk beds are most definitely in Zeke’s very near future. I try to keep them in their cribs until they are at least two…but there is always the exception to the rule.

I really am hoping (desperately praying) he’ll be content in his crib.

For now I’ll just be thankful that after checking him out last night I didn’t see any red marks or bumps and today no bruises appeared. Perhaps his nickname should be Little Houdini?

Tell me it won’t be so!