I woke this morning from a pleasant dream to a shriek. Not so unusual. Our morning routine is that the girls get up and play in their room and I sleep on until something hits a crisis point and the crying starts. But this was Bella screeching and it sounded much more panicked than usual: Uh oh, she’s hurt herself, I thought and rushed to put on my robe and slippers.
The sight that met my eyes when I opened their door was about the last thing I expected to see. I wish I’d had the camera. Usually I find Bella in her pjs standing on the rail at the foot of her bed, holding onto the end of the crib while Phia stands at the side crib rail, all cute in her pink sleep sack. Now I saw both girls side by side in the crib holding onto the side rail and screaming for all they were worth.
“How did you get in here?” I asked as I lifted Bella down. But she was crying too hard to answer. Her first request when Dom got her calmed down enough to talk was for “medicine,” I think because her nose was running from crying. Then I lifted down Sophie who stopped crying immediately she was in my arms. Obviously her tears were because Bella was crying and she wasn’t hurt. Bella didn’t seem hurt either. Probably just surprised and alarmed at being trapped in the crib.
How and why Bella got into the crib we’ll never know. She won’t tell me anything more than the part of the story where she cries and Sophie screams and I come in to lift her out. My guess is she was standing on the bed’s foot rail and from there somehow tumbled headlong into the crib. Oh this is one of those times that makes me wish we had a video camera in there recording everything.