BUMP!

I am currently taking a short break from researching and taking notes in order to share this story with my many devoted readers:

Yesterday I was working. I was working along diligently taking notes on Harriet Wilson's novel Our Nig while Isaiah was napping. He woke up sooner than I expected and sooner than I hoped he would. He wasn't crying; he was talking to himself and playing, so I thought I would leave him to play and talk for a while while I continued to do some homework.

Suddenly, I heard him begin to cry/whine and I prepared to go back to his room. Then I heard a very loud BUMP, followed by some serious crying, so I promptly threw my books aside and ran back to his room as fast as I could go. He was standing in the middle of his room crying. He was no longer in his crib. Of course, I picked him up and loved him and he is absolutely fine.

I am not sure that I am absolutely fine, however. Especially considering that he did the same thing at around 5 a.m. this morning.

What do the mom and dad do? We promptly get out our trusted copy of Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child and peruse the text for information about this very topic. It is in there... we're going to try it. Pray for us.