Last night, we put the boys down to bed. David pretty much went right to sleep, but Adam stayed up and played a little while in his crib. He got lonely at times and called... "Bubba?" but David was snoozing away. Eventually, things got quiet and usually that means they finally went to sleep. Randall went in later to check on them and found David sleeping soundly in his bed...
He went to Adam's bed and didn't see him. He pushed around on the covers a little bit to see if Adam had just covered himself up really good. Still... no Adam. Randall looked around the room and STILL couldn't find him. He was starting to panic a little bit... Then, he noticed a small movement below him. And finally... he found Adam!
In a sick sort of way, this reminds me of the Wizard of Oz... Dorothy finding the witch's feet underneath the house. However, I assure this outcome is completely different. Our little "monkey" son had crawled under his crib and simply went to sleep. Keep in mind the crib is only 6 to 8 inches off the floor. That, my friends, takes talent!
