Yesterday, Ingrit was in her crib, I was putting laundry away in her room, Jack was sitting under my feet, and I looked at Ingers and said to myself, "She's going to stand up." Ingrit looked right at me and, as if it weren't nothing, she grabbed the crib bars and stood right up. Then she smiled and peered over the top rail.
Yikes! I give her until May to be climbing out of that crib.
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