When Michele put Tristan down in his crib for a nap yesterday, little did we know how much our lives would change…We heard him cry for a while, then he talked to himself for a while — all normal things. After a period of silence, suddenly we heard him come downstairs! The little stinker had, on his first attempt, learned how to climb out of his crib! When I picked him up, took him back upstairs to his bedroom, put him back in his crib, and asked him to show me how he did it, he promptly hiked his leg over the railing and jumped down. Then he giggled. His action said to me as plain as anything: “See what I can do? You should be proud of me!” Michele and I looked at each other with a look of doom on our faces. How were we gonna control this kid’s sleeping habits any more? Turns out that he now wants to sleep on the “big boy’s” bed which we had already set up in his room in anticipation of training him to sleep on it sometime in the next few months. It’ll take a while but hopefully he’ll get the hang of it so that we can use the crib for the new baby. Today, we decided to go for a swim in our pool and then I went to get the mail. My mother-in-law had sent us a surprise package. I opened it and saw that she had bought us a copy of The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Rings DVD. I jumped around with excitement and in the process, nearly managed to decapitate myself by means of the ceiling fan in the dining room…