Triumph and Tragedy, all in the same day.
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dad2twins on Jan 3, 2007 in Did I ask for your advice?, Farty Pants Twins, What was I thinking?
Not to worry, the tragedy was hard on Reese but not life threatening. Come to think of it, the triumph was by Reese as well.
First the tragedy. My wife came home from the park with the girls and she has a Toyota Sienna minivan. (Yes minivans rock, I know.) anyway, she let Reese out and went around to let Kiera out. She thought Reese had run to the front door of the house. She hit the automatic door closer thingy and heard a scream. She thought Reese had fallen down. Then she thought, oh shit, Reese’s didn’t run to the house and came back and go her hand is caught in the door. She ran around the side of the van and low and behold, her index finger was caught in a CLOSED door. My wife opened the door, grabbed Reese and ran into the house to tell me we might have to go to the hospital now. (NOTE: I am not a doctor and I don’t play one on TV.) My diagnosis was no, the finger was not broken. How did I know you ask? I put a flashlight up to the back of the finger and looked at the bone. How do I know it’s not cracked? Well, I don’t. But within an hour of this happening, Reese was back in action and no worse for the wear, except for a swollen finger and a new addiction to Tylenol. Small prices to pay. Oh and thank God for wide tolerances on Toyota Sienna Minivan doors and small skinny toddler fingers. (ANOTHER NOTE: Yes, I like notes. Oh and the finger is still swollen tomorrow morning, we will visit a real Doctor.)
Now for the Triumph. My wife put the girls down for their naps and after a short time heard the girls giggling and went in to see why they were not asleep. Low and behold, Reese is standing in her crib with one leg over the railing. The tall railing, that apparently is not tall enough anymore. Julia then says to Reese; “What do you think your doing?” With that, Reese climbs out of the crib and walks over to the bookshelf to get a book to read. Now we like to promote reading, but wait! You kids are NOT supposed to be climbing out of your cribs.
So tell me, what are we supposed to do now? I suppose we wait to see if this was a one time deal or come up with plan B. Can anyone tell me what plan B is?
What a day!
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I think plan B is called “Beds: Thanking God for Doorway Gates”
Lisa | Jan 3, 2007 | Reply
We have a Toyota Sienna as well. The automatic doors are SUPPOSED to open back up if they sense something is in the way. Just to check it out, I stuck my own hand in as it was closing, only to pull it out at the very last second, certain it was about to crush all my fingers. If it can’t sense my adult-sized hand, how’s it supposed to sense a delicate toddler finger? Bad Toyota. Bad.
None of my three kids ever attempted to climb out of the crib, although I wouldn’t put it past Bridget, who will be 18 months on 01-05. She has just about gotten over the baby gate - the one that is securely fastened at the top of our staircase. Sheesh! I say break out the big girl beds and close the door at night (unless they know how to turn doorknobs like Bridget does at which point, you might have to camp out in the hallway for awhile. Seriously.).
Melissa R. Garrett | Jan 4, 2007 | Reply
I was going to say exactly what Lisa said. Beds and baby gates in the doorway. That’s how we live. Oh yeah, we have also removed ALL other furniture from the girls room. They climbed it. They have ONLY beds in there.
Jay | Jan 5, 2007 | Reply
How about putting a cover over the crib that would prevent climbing over and out??? Of course, I don’t have children…only dogs. That’s our kennel remedy…BTW, I am officially “delurking.”
Becca | Jan 14, 2007 | Reply