For the first time today we found Dylan standing in his crib. He was supposed to be taking an afternoon nap but had been crying for 20 minutes instead. After a bit of especially angry crying I decided I'd take another route. I went in and found him standing at the end of the crib, where the rails are highest, crying for all he was worth, tears streaming across his face, and to top it off he had a poopy diaper.
I'm not sure if he was more upset about a nap he didn't want to take or about not having many good options once he was standing up.
Dad
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