So...I've raised a MONKEY

Holden is NOT a little boy - he is a through and through MONKEY! He likes to climb on anything that he can. We have a stool in our kitchen that he likes to wheel around and get up to the counters to get the M&Ms that I wouldn't let him have. He can get the cups of water that I put up there - for me to drink - and dump them all over my floor. He climbs on the couches, end tables, toy bins, baby gates (yes, they won't keep him out much longer). He climbs out of his high chair onto the tray (where did I put that seat belt?). He tries to climb out of the shopping cart at the store. He constantly climbs out of the stroller (when it is moving). Well, you get the picture.

Today we hit a new one. He climbed out of his CRIB! It is on the lowest setting, but he can still get out. Today, I put him down for a nap and a few minutes later, I heard some knocking. I couldn't figure out who would be knocking, so I went to investigate. I peeked in Holden's room and I didn't see him standing in his crib, so I figured he was asleep. I started to shut the door when some little fingers wrapped themselves around the door and pulled. He walked out like nobody's business and went on to find something to play with. Gone are my peaceful naptimes, which means gone is my sweet happy well rested little boy. I now have a whole new challenge to deal with. Keep your fingers crossed that we will both make it through this challenge unscathed!