My child is FEARLESS!!

All right, cute story. Let me take you through a normal morning. Jocelyn will typically wake up anywhere between eight and nine. She plays quietly in her crib while I sleep. When she starts squawking, I wake up and pull her out, we have breakfast, yada, yada, yada.

This morning turns out to be not-so-typical. At nine-seventeen, I wake up. Everything is silent. Hmm, I think. Jocelyn should be up by now. Weird. I lay in bed a little longer, waiting for my body to wake up. I'm under the assumption she is still asleep. It has happened, but not often. Anyway, as I'm lying there, I hear a little voice. "Mommy?" it says. Hmm, I think again, that sounded really close. My ears must be working better than usual. The voice comes again. "Mommy?" I nearly sit up in bed in shock. That was right outside my door, I think. I look over to the door and there is a little hand clutching the side of the door. (Side note, I don't close my door at night.) I gasp, then laugh to myself. The little twerp climbed out of her crib! "Come in, Jocelyn," I say. She walks in, takes a few steps. The expression on her face is one of uncertainty, like she's afraid of being in trouble. I laugh again, out loud this time. This time, knowing Mommy isn't upset, she runs over and tells me, "Owie". "Owie," I repeat. "Where?" She pats the top of her head, says "Owie". I make sympathetic sounds as she moves her hand to her back and chest. I laugh for a third time and pull her up on my bed.

Now, let me tell you about her crib. It is one of those transition beds, where it goes from crib to toddler bed to something else (I never remember what the third stage is) and finally to twin size. The mattress is on the lowest setting, the bottom sitting about three or four inches above the ground. Add in about six inches for the depth of the mattress and you have the the approximate height of the floor to the top of the mattress. All right. The top of the front of the crib comes up to about her chin, maybe a little lower. And she climbed out. I'm not sure how the heck she did that. It was some feat of gymnastics, or as a friend of mine suggested, a feat of Zen/Jedi mind tricks or pole vaulting.

Of course, this isn't the first time she has attempted to climb out of her crib. The last time the mattress was on the highest setting and Thane moved the mattress down. Now, there is no place for the mattress to go. And this isn't the first time she has tried something, to 'Mommy', is scary. I won't enumerate them at this time but, I say it again-she has no fear.

I LOVE MY GIRL!!!