For two days, the two younger boys were at Grandma and Grandpa's house. They would have been really hard to keep safe during the move.
So Grandma and Grandpa kept them safe and out of the way. They got spoiled and loved and returned.
On the first night they were back, we put the baby down for bed. He cried. He wasn't feeling great and the room was different. We decided to give him a few minutes.
About two minutes later, the pitter patter of little feet came running down the hall to our bedroom. It was Everett!
Why is this shocking?
Because he sleeps in a crib. And, on his first night in the new home, he had figured out how to get out!
Husband and I were very concerned. Apparently, Baby had figured out how to get the drop side down.
A few minutes later, I heard Husband moving furniture. He turned the crib around so that the drop side was against the wall and the stationary tall side was facing out. I lost a small storage drawer underneath but...
...your move, Houdini.
Our Forever Family
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