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I was in a crib until I was about 4 or 5 years old. I would just climb out every night to get toys and books and then climb back in with them - my parents would find all of this stuff in there with me in the morning. I used to read out loud to my stuffed animals...
One of my twin brothers learned how to climb out at about two or three, and would climb out and then let his twin out. Then they would go into the kitchen and get into stuff (including eggs, flour, knives - this was pre-child-proofing days). My father tried using neck ties and tying his ankle to the crib to keep him from getting out at night so they could get some sleep, and my brother learned how to untie the increasingly complex double and triple knots my dad would come up with - it was astonishing, apparently. Dad ruined a lot of ties and I think my brother managed to fall asleep only once before he could get it untied. They got a photo.
(We were all night owl children. Not sure how my parents remained sane.)
- Ant Farm
awwwww
Nope, stick around and cause trouble. It's what the rest of us do.
it will be too colsYou are sweet.
Get it off the shelf. Put it somewhere safe. Do you have dogs and cats in the house?
Put it on the floor and close the door when you leave.
Duh!
That's a big step.
Wow! I missed a lot of posts! Darn mobile! She doesn't clmb out. I renember my brother climbing out. As long as he wasn't hurt, he got his butt smacked and back in the crib.I was in a crib until I was about 4 or 5 years old. I would just climb out every night to get toys and books and then climb back in with them - my parents would find all of this stuff in there with me in the morning. I used to read out loud to my stuffed animals... One of my twin brothers learned how to climb out at about two or three, and would climb out and then let his twin out. Then they would go into the kitchen and get into stuff (including eggs, flour, knives - this was pre-child-proofing days). My father tried using neck ties and tying his ankle to the crib to keep him from getting out at night so they could get some sleep, and my brother learned how to untie the increasingly complex double and triple knots my dad would come up with - it was astonishing, apparently. Dad ruined a lot of ties and I think my brother managed to fall asleep only once before he could get it untied. They got a photo. (We were all night owl children. Not sure how my parents remained sane.) - Ant Farm
Hey! What did I do to deserve that?!
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