tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792599822997992899.post5097923266623468103..comments2023-11-02T05:58:36.852-07:00Comments on <center>Baba G & Me</center>: Saved by the BeanbagErika (aka "e")http://www.blogger.com/profile/17051946388926947935noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792599822997992899.post-23307239184880078342013-05-28T11:45:24.302-07:002013-05-28T11:45:24.302-07:00Oh man!!! I know what you mean about wishing there...Oh man!!! I know what you mean about wishing there was a diagnosis or an answer. I have my head in the sand about Paul being able to get out of his crib oneday. We may need to borrow a beanbag from you...Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17561323412670499536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792599822997992899.post-56241179826332870592013-05-25T18:23:27.194-07:002013-05-25T18:23:27.194-07:00So that is exactly what Brad did at 1 year old!!! ...So that is exactly what Brad did at 1 year old!!! He never stayed in his crib after the first time he got out, and we had to put the mattress on the floor with a baby bumper net that slid under the side of the bed so he wouldn't roll out. Good luck!! That's when Uncle John started calling him Climber Jones. : ) Great Aunt Suenoreply@blogger.com