I fell out of bed this morning. You might be wondering how that is possible. You know that I sleep in a crib and it has sides all around. Well, I climbed over the sides. Not really on purpose, but kind of on purpose. I woke up and was calling to be picked up. I knew that Mommy and Daddy were still sleeping, so I went to the side of the crib that faces their bed. I stood up and had my arms resting on the side of the crib. Mommy and Daddy woke up and were about to come get me, when I got so excited seeing them awake that I threw all my weight forward. I did a neat little flip and next thing I know I’m lying on their bed. I was lucky that I did a full flip and didn’t land in a weird way or on my head. It was a very soft landing. Mommy and Daddy were shocked! But I wasn’t crying or anything because I wasn’t hurt at all. We all knew that I was a climber, but I think I took things too far. I have a feeling that the floor of my crib is going to be lowered today. I’m glad I didn’t fall over the other sides onto the floor. That is not the way I want to wake up in the morning.