So yesterday, Josie took her nap on my bedroom floor. That's where she fell asleep, and I'm still not supposed to lift her. About an hour after she fell asleep, Matthew fell asleep next to her, while watching tv. What's a momma to do when she's got two sleeping children? Take a nap, of course.
The problem? Josie woke up first, and the back sliding glass door was left open.
I was woken up by the doorbell ringing. It was a very nice neighbor bringing Josie back from her "walk" that she decided to take. (at least she put her shoes on, right?)
And this is the second time she's done this. The first time, Keith realized she was gone and was able to track her down. This time, I don't even dare imagine what would have happened if the neighbor lady hadn't found her and/or Josie hadn't been able to show her where she lived.
So very glad we live on a dead end street, so very very glad.
This weekend, we're putting a baby gate on the deck stairs. Twice is two times too many for my peace of mind.