Last Saturday, the day started with a loud thud, followed by
the crying of one of our daughters. Or at least, my husband’s day started like
that; I’m glad I didn’t hear it as I went for a run in the early morning and
came home just a few minutes after it happened. When my husband rushed into our
daughters’ room, he found one of them sitting on the floor between the two
cribs. We knew this would happen at some point, it was only a matter of time
until they would find out how to get out of their cribs. But we had hoped to
have a little bit more time… Fortunately our daughter was all right and the
fall didn’t leave any bumps or bruises – it seems our choice to put carpet on
the floors was a good one.