Geronimo....

I guess that's what Henry was thinking when he propelled himself out of his crib head first this morning. Fortunately Keith was there and caught him (way to go Keith!) before he cracked his head on the ground. I guess this means that I need to drag the toddler bed out of the basement and hope he stays in it at night? Ugh. I swore this kid was going to be in his crib until 1st grade at the very earliest - shows you how little I know!