There is no more peace for a while.
Well… it happened.
Cameron was at least shown how to open his bedroom door. Nate? No. He figured it out on his own.
At 7 in the morning.
I thought I heard footsteps in the hall, so I checked on Cam – nope. He was still in his bed. Michelle got up to look down the hall and found a small little boy slowly creeping down the stairs.
Oh well. We will miss the by-gone days of them staying where they were put. It wasn't all too long ago he wasn't able to walk or even crawl. So, if we put him on the floor, we knew he would be there for a while.
Fairwell peaceful nap time!
Fairwell restfull night sleep!
Is it wrong to put locks on their doors? Hmmmm…..