There once was a girl with a curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she good she was very, very good,
But when she was bad she was horrid!
Okay so we don't exactly have Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde for a daughter, but lately Abbey has had a great deal of frustration trying to communicate and as a result she's been hitting Jack or us, throwing toys, or whatever... we've decided to try time outs!
After such an episode the other day, I put her in her crib. (This is not her crib, but her crib is identical.)
I put her into her crib, and went back to the kitchen for a minute. The phone rang it was my mother-in-law, I was just to head down with the phone to Abbey's room to get her when she appeared in the kitchen. I was stunned... how did you get here? With a gleam in her eye and a smile on her face, when faced with questioning she answered "No" to did you climb out of your crib? "No" to did someone lift you out? and "No" to did you fly?
Anywho after watching her scale it later that afternoon, we decided that her days in the crib were over, and we changed her into a toddler bed!
Abbey's has an extra piece on it though as we bought Jack the same crib so there are two rails to help keep her in her bed she is a mover and a shaker!
Abbey loves her new Toddler bed so much and the new freedom it gives her... although she hasn't figured out how to open her door yet!
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