Tonight, around 9:30pm
"Mom, Mom, Cambree's stuck in her sheets!"
Now picture, if you will, a perfectly made crib mattress, wrinkle free even...aside from a whining bump in the middle.
She did not like it that we giggled a little, ok a lot, before she was rescued.
How she got all the way under without pulling the sheets off (or disturbing them in any way) is beyond me but at this point, I should stop being surprised at anything that she does.