On Memorial Day, we put the boys down for their afternoon nap. Noah had fallen asleep in the car, so he went right down. Lucas was still awake, but they are pretty good nappers, so we just put him in his bed, and went on to doing some chores. About ten minutes into the nap, I turned around and Lucas was sitting on the bottom step. He had crawled out and come all the way downstairs.
For bedtime, same scenario, same result for Lucas, except he brought his partner in crime on this trip down. So, now the cat was out of the bag...and the animals were out of their cage. So, the next night, we converted their beds to toddler beds. Night One and Two were horrible, but the novelty now seems to have worn off. I've been having to stay in their room in the rocking chair to supervise, but they have been doing well.
Another milestone...another day away from those sweet little babies they once were!
