Escape artist

We have a few rough nights lately in our house. Our son has figured out how to climb out of his crib. He runs to my side of the bed and cries until he gets to come in our bed with milk. Last night I was tough and let him cry. He ran to his drawer and brought me ALL of his empty cups hoping one of them would get filled. So after 15 minutes or so I gave him milk and put him back to bed. He climbs right out, runs back to my side of the bed with milk climbing over me and settling in. After 2 times of this I caved in. Hopefully this is a phase. He never really cared to sleep in our bed before. As soon as I am able to go and purchase some bed rails, the crib is out and the big boy bed is coming down from the loft. Daytime has proved to be much fun. Over the last couple of weeks we have completed a session of swim lessons at the Y, gone on lots of runs to the beach, play dates and story times. Last weekend we even took Brayden to his first Padre game. He got to eat his first hot dog and liked it.

Go Padres!!!!I guess this was the view from our seats.
We never made it up there since we played at the tot lot until the 5th inning.

Posing with his new shirt and completed library activity card from the Carlsbad library's summer reading program.

He is quite a fan of the library. We have been stopping by a couple of times a week. They had a great summer program which just came to an end. He especially enjoyed bringing his card to the volunteer girls to get his activities signed off in exchange for a sticker or piece of candy. Fun!!!