(I’m trying to catch up on blog postings, yet I cannot stay sequential and not share the following.)
Jasper did not nap on Friday, and Benjamin was a zombie at the dinner table. Yet, by the time they went to bed at 8pm, they were in no way ready to actually go to sleep. Drew and I both intervened to get them to settle down, but nothing was making any impact. Around 8:45, just as Drew was about to head out to Home Depot, Jasper appeared at the entrance to the kitchen saying “Benjamin crawled out of his crib and fell.” I didn’t hear him properly and stepped closer, saying “what?” only to see not only Jasper but Benjamin standing in the hallway. Both wore a smile that rivaled any cat who had just swallowed a canary. My eyes got huge, Jasper’s grin enlarged, and Benjamin beamed with pride. In disbelief I turned to Drew and mouthed “oh my goodness!” I then picked up the acrobat and – still in shock – walked back into their bedroom, directing Jasper back that way. As I was holding Benjamin, singing another bedtime song, he turned to me and said, “Mom, I went ka-boom!”
Oh my.
2 comments:
Oh, wow! His description of the event is priceless. Do you think Jasper coached him through the climbing part? :)
LOL! I'm glad he was okay. Those boys are about to discover a whole new exciting world of sharing a room. ;o) I'm just dreading the day when that happens at our house. As much as T. climbs I'm surprised (yet VERY thankful) that we haven't experienced any "Ka-booms!" At least not from the crib anyway. ;o)
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