While I was running my race Saturday morning, Bobby woke up to a surprise. Molly was downstairs! Not only had she climbed out of her crib, she safely made her way down the flight of stairs to the main floor. Sunday morning, she did it again. At least this time we had her door closed so she was locked in the confines of her room. I removed her crib bumper last night to see if that would help her stay in her bed. This morning she stayed in her bed but her leg was firmly stuck between the slats. I hate to say it but I think we're closer to a big girl bed than I would like.