Be Careful What you Wish For

On Saturday morning Cian came into our room (like he does on most mornings) and pleaded with us to get up to take Emily out of the crib.  He asked Keith and then he came around to the other side of the bed and asked me.  We were slowly starting to move but we were obviously not fast enough for him.  He ran back into the room he shares with Emily and dejectedly confessed “EMMY -  MOMMY IS SLEEPING, DADDY IS SLEEPING, THEY AREN’T COMING”.  He had failed in his mission and he was devastated.  As I heard this I turned to Keith and said “I wish she could get herself out of the crib so we didn’t have to get up and get her”.  A couple of minutes later I picked her up out of the crib and took the kids downstairs.  A couple of hours later after breakfast and playtime and Keith and Donald going out to get the rental car Em looked very tired.  She often is tired in the morning because Cian likely wakes her up with his gleeful “It’s morningtime!” routine.  I put her back into the crib for a nap and went downstairs to clean up breakfast.  About 30 minutes later I heard Emily’s voice as if she was on the stairs...how is that possible?  I looked and indeed she was walking down the stairs with her monkey and her baby doll.  She sleeps in a Pack’n’Play with nothing else around her and she sleeps on the bottom of it so the railing is up to her shoulders.  I could not understand how she was able to get out.  I was annoyed but I was mostly impressed and intrigued with how she did it.  I put her back in the crib when Keith got home for her to show us how she did it and she promptly stood at the edge and yelled “LOOK AT ME!” and vaulted her leg beside her head and over the railing.  It took her about 3 seconds to get out of the crib.  This is now a problem at bedtime.  The amusement has also faded away.  That old adage is true....be careful what you wish for.