Monday, September 8, 2008

The Fallout

It's official. We took the rail off Scott's crib, so now he's sleeping in a big boy bed. He never did start climbing out of his crib, but we took the plunge anyway.

The next morning, M and I were chatting with him. The recap he gave us went something like this:

G - Scott, tell Daddy what you did last night.
M - What did you do?
Scott - Sleep in big boy bed, like Claire. Fall out.
M - You fell out?
Scott - [rubbing head] Yup. Fell out, hit head.
G - You hit your head?
Scott - [nodding] Yup. Got back in.
M - You climbed back in your bed?
Scott - Yup.

End of conversation. I guess if it's not a big deal to him, it shouldn't be a big deal to us.


Kristi said...

I love Scott, that is so awesome. Fell out, hit head. LOVE it!

Pickles and Dimes said...

Scott is awesome!

Leann said...

LOL! Too funny.

Kristen said...

that's funny. just the facts, ma'am.

Reed and Liz said...

this is so classic. scott = chill.

Bart said...

I remember doing the same thing when I was little. But Scott's way of telling his story beats all. Thanks for sharing the hilarity!

(can you tell I'm trying to catch up on my blog reading?)