She's my climber. Trey never scaled the dresser by pulling the drawers out and making steps, he never leapt off the arm of the couch or pretended he could fly. He's always been my bookworm and a runner. We should have named him Forest. Leah, however, thinks she's invincible. During our nightly story time she usually plays with Trey's toys or sits in my lap. That, my friend, is over. She can now climb into Trey's bed and that's loads more fun than being on the ground. Heck, it's way cooler than a crib. It's a bed that you can get in and out of at will! I'm pretty sure I will have to invest in one of those tortuous crib tents when she's tall enough to maneuver her legs over her own crib.
From Princess Leah:
To Miss SassyPants