This afternoon when I went to get Ethan after his nap, he was sitting on top of his changing pad, which is on top of his dresser. Finding him out of his crib and on top of the pad last Saturday is the reason we switched him to a toddler bed in the first place! Not only that, but somehow he managed to reach the wooden letters on top of the shelf that spell his name, and throw most of them to the floor. He had also emptied his wipes container. You can see them on the floor and on the bottom drawer. I think I have a monkey for a son. Maybe we should rename him Tarzan?
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