flip out

Dylan,

You just climbed out of the Pack-N-Play for the first time. Rather, I should say you left it's confines of your own accord, 'cause you didn't actually climb, and I'm pretty sure you weren't trying to get out.

I was in the room, but I had my back to you while I was paying bills online. I suppose I should point out that you were in the Pack-N-Play only because you requested it. You were having a good time throwing yourself around in there, rebounding off the mesh walls. You'd also jump up and land on your bottom then laugh hysterically as the pen reverberated around you.

Next thing I hear is you thunking against the floor.

I'm guessing, but I think you had ahold of the side rail with both hands and paired an inspired jump with a mighty tug. Then, surprised to find yourself elevated, you went heels-over-head all the way to freedom, your bottom and your heels rotating around the newly-formed pivot point where your head had met the floor.

Mom rushed in from the next room, thinking you had finally knocked the Pack-N-Play over. I had already picked you up, but it was a time when mommy-hugs had that extra-special something.

After a bit, but while you were still crying, I asked if you were scared. You said "yeah".

I see this as a major milestone. I've long wondered when and how you would first manage your way out of bed. Hopefully you don't employ the same tactic from your crib -- it's a much farther fall (albeit to a softer floor).

UPDATE:
I put you back in the Pack-N-Play (the morning after) and realized that your toy drum sat in the corner where you had exited. You wasted no time in standing atop the sturdy plastic drum (which is about 7" tall). I'm guessing now that you were also standing on it when you executed the evacuation manouver detailed above.


Dad