Fall Down Go Boom?

Ryger fell out of his bed last night for the first time since we converted it from a crib to a toddler bed. Shannon, Steven, and I were sitting in the living room and heard a thump. We thought it was Cotton, who was chilling out on the front porch, until we heard a little cry coming from Ryger's room. Poor kid had somehow managed to slide out of the middle of the guard rails. He was fine, of course, and back asleep within 10 minutes. (Thanks to Daddy's cuddles and belly rubs.)

It kinda makes me nervous to know that we had just bought him a raised twin bed for his birthday. You know, the kind with a ladder with the play area under it? Yeahhhh...

Let's hope he gets all the falling out of his system before his birthday...