The Escape Artist

OH DEAR, OH DEAR, OH DEAR.

So John is away for business. It's about 8:15 on Sunday evening. The boys are safely tucked in bed at 7. I am still feeling sick so I'm in my bed on the computer (planning to go to bed early tonight). My bedroom door is shut and I think I hear something outside my door. It must be my imagination I tell myself. I hear something again. Again I tell myself it can't be. The sound gets louder and louder and I can't deny it anymore - I'm here all alone, the boys are in bed - there must be an intruder in my house. I am scared out of my mind. I muster up the courage to at least get out of bed and confront whoever it is. Before I could open the door, the door opened! I am in shock and awe: It's Luke, looking a bit bewildered, standing there as quiet as a mouse holding his green blankie. I must have looked like a deer in headlights. I was so shocked. I still can't believe it happened. I mean, he's not a tall boy. He's a tiny little guy and I want to know HOW in the heck he crawled out of his crib. AND to top it off he makes his way down our stairs in the dark and to my room without uttering a sound. I swear I never thought this day would come. I even told a friend the other day that "it never occurs to my boys to climb out of the crib". Uh, foot in mouth please. I can't bear the thought of big boy beds. I'm too scared. I've read nightmare stories on the twins message board about how all sleep goes out the window and the twins think its party time at bed time and nap time. My sanity would go in a heart beat. I need my quiet time. And they need their quiet time too! I guess I can try those crib tents. I'm kind of at a loss for what is the best to do. I still can't believe it. I shut the gate at the top of the steps so at least he will not be able to go down the steps himself if he gets out. That is dangerous to have a 26 month old boy going down steps in the dark all by himself. I have TWO monitors and I can't believe I didn't hear a peep when he was climbing out.

Can I pretend like this never happened? I was planning on cribs until close to 3. And so life takes a turn...