And I do mean BIG. This morning I heard Amos wake up in his crib. He was playing happy, so I left him there for a couple minutes. Then, all of a sudden his happy playing sounds turned into "a wild bear is eating me" sounds. I ran into his room and I found him like this:
Yes. He's dangling over the edge of his crib. Head first. I swear that kid has an entire task force of guardian angels. What kept him from going over could only be divine. And I had such high hopes for keeping him in his crib forever.