big boy in a bed!

yesterday, after many colorful words and obvious frustration, c called me up to see if i thought that she had put the boy's crib down far enough... so, i scooped chicken up and put him in to see if it needed adjusted. sure enough, it had to be put all the way down. mr. chicken is now pulling himself up to stand... that, paired with his obvious fear of nothing, made us realize that our sweet baby, who, at one time, would not even think about trying to climb out of his crib, now thinks about climbing in, out, over, under and around everything.

soooo, a few more colorful words later, mr. chicken had a crib that he could not climb out of. yet ;-)