I knew this day would come

Baby Doodle, who has been sleeping in a big boy bed (which is really his crib with one side rail removed and replaced by a mattress-long bed rail) for almost two weeks figured out how to push the bed rail out far enough for his little body do wriggle between it and the mattress. I put him down for his nap at about 1:15 today and a little before 2:00 Mr. Doodlebug, who had been mowing the lawn, came around the corner of the house with BD in his arms. "Guess who was in the laundry room calling out to me?"

I brought him back upstairs, rocked him again and put him back in his big boy bed. Minutes later he was standing at the top of the stairs calling for me. We put a gate in his door way and I layed in his bed with him. He pulled my eyelids open, insisted that he needed to "play trains," tried to put his finger up my nose, climbed on top of me and bounced around his bed until I put my foot down and told him I would leave if he didn't calm down and try to sleep. He didn't. I left. He cried and screamed. I can hear him talking now. I would guess that he's in his door way leaning his head out, but I'm not going up there again for a while. I don't know how people get their kids to stay in bed once they know they can escape. I hope it's just the novelty of his discovery and that after a few days he'll sleep in his bed without getting out of it.