We had an early morning at The Roberts' House. At about 5 a.m. Chris and I both shot up in bed to Carter screaming for me. The weird part was that we didn't hear him through the monitor. It sounded like he was in the hallway. Chris jumped up and opened our door and sure enough, Carter was in the hallway. The darkness of the house must have thrown him off.
He joined us in our bed for the next 40 minutes while we all pretended to get a little more sleep. Before last night, he has never climbed out of his bed. He didn't even climb out of his crib before we moved him to his new room. We have bed rails on his twin bed since it is pretty high up, but he just hasn't ever attempted it.
It will be interesting to see what happens tonight.
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Next thing you know he'll just go downstairs and fix cereal for his breakfast. What happened to his "toddler" days? Seems he's a little boy already.
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