Prison Break

It happened. That momentous occasion every parent dreads. The event you know will change everything from that moment on.

For almost two years we could control Ryan by tossing him in that wonderful piece of furniture shaped like a prison cell but often times referred to as a crib. If only cribs had a top to them we might still enjoy the piece of mind knowing the toddler is behind bars.

But alas Ryan has escaped. He discovered the classic joke played on every child and perpetuated as long as possible. He realized all he had to do was get that leg over the edge and he was free of the crib.

Yep. What used to be predictable in our life is now a crap shoot. Will he or won't he decide to get out of bed and wander around?

That first night of escape we waited until he opened the door of his room and then we put him back in his bed. Oh was he mad. He kept it up at least 20 times until he just collapsed.

Here is what a little boy looks like when you are ruining his new found freedom.

Heaven help us!