My sweet boys

Dylan has always been a climber and when we were in Utah a few weeks ago for a funeral he figured out how to climb out of his pack n play, and open doors. I wasn't sure if it would carry over to his crib at home, but it did. Ryan and I can put him to bed and in 30 seconds flat he scales up the side flips his body over, lowers himself down, and has opened the door. I have been worried that he will get hurt so we took the mattress out for him to sleep on the floor. That didn't really go over so well. He kept climbing into Brayden's bed, making it difficult for Brayden to sleep. One night I came in and they were both asleep in Brayden's bed, then later that night Brayden woke up and I came in to him on the floor crying and Dylan was sprawled out on the bed with his arms tucked behind his head. The other nights we put Dylan in our room (must to his dimay) until they both were asleep then we moved him into his bed. We wanted to take the side of the crib off and turn it into a toddler bed, but with everything in the storage unit we had no luck finding the attachment. We ended up just taking the side of the crib off anyway, and I threatend to take away his blanky and sippy cup if he got out. Last night I checked on them and Dylan had fallen off the bed. I put him back and then before going to bed checked on him again, to find again he had fallen off the bed. I decided to leave him on the floor and went to bed. A couple hours later Brayden woke up and came into our room. He said, "Mom come with me, I need to show you something" He had spotted Dylan on the floor and needed to tell us. It was so funny even at 2 am. I truly love our children and feel such a privilege to be their mother.