So, into the bed he goes and we had decided weren't going back in his room. David and I went downstairs and Zach climbed out and went to his door crying. He tried to slide under the door which was comical. When he realized he couldn't get out and that we weren't coming in, he climbed back into the bed. We were so happy and proud...until...he went to the tall side of it and flipped himself head first into the ground again!! What?!?! Ok, now there is no question that he is doing this because it gets Mommy and Daddy in there. But when your baby falls 3 or 4 feet onto his head, you have to go check on him! At least I had to! He was fine and this time I didn't pick him up and I told him "no!" and "danger!" and "Mommy and Daddy are mad, mad, mad!" I guess he got the point after that. David couldn't have been less concerned with him falling at this point. He got the couch cushions and put them on the sides of the bed so that if he flipped out again his fall would be broken a little. I was laughing about how concerned he had been just two days ago with Zach falling from the toddler bed onto pillows. So we decided if he flipped out again we could not go in there. Luckily he climbed out safely and threw a fit at his door and then climbed back into bed, grabbed his lovey, and went to sleep. All night! As a matter of fact, he played happily in his bed from 6:30-7:15 this morning. He got up twice. The first time he walked over to the side of his bed and then ran and got back in bed. The second time, he saw his mega blocks and went to get them and climbed back in bed to play with them. I was shocked! No crying, no whining, just playing happily in his bed. What a good little boy! Although I have gray hair now and it still makes me nauseous to picture him falling out head first!
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