Chester loves his crib.
He especially enjoys wreaking havoc in it.
After all, there are no small challenges. Only small people.
Whether it be trying to push a loved toy to plummet to an unfortunate demise:
With gleeful abandon and not a stitch of remorse...
No toy is safe.
Then of course there was countless attempts at The Breakout of 2010.
Between bonking his head ever single day, throwing binkies and lovies through the slats and hooking his feet through the bars when he's asleep, the crib bars have been an endless battle of fetch, not to mention hazardous. This kid shows no signs of slowing down.
So after so many shenanigans, enough was enough. We brought in some breathable bumpers.
They're pretty thin but at least they're safe. And better than nothing.
So what did the kid go and do? He took one look at them and yanked them down. Ho hum. Old hat. Then he proceeded to bonk himself in the noggin. Sigh. That kid shows real talent.
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