Last night started normal. The girls went to bed around 8:30 pm. Of course we heard them talking to each other in their room, but that is normal.
I was standing in the kitchen and heard Jorge say, "Did you get her out of her bed?". I look over to where he was and Emily was standing there...naked. I said, "No! And I didn't take her clothes off either". Somehow she had managed to climb out of the crib AND take off all her clothes and diaper.
After re-dressing Emily (and Bella--if one does something you can always count on the other to do the same) I put her back in the crib. Wanting to know how she did it, I kept peeking in the room trying to see if she was going to try to escape again. Sure enough, she had her foot high up on the rails of the crib. I cleared my throat at her and she put the foot down.
After a few more peeks I decided to just let it be. But, soon after, her she comes, again. At least she still had her clothes on this time.
The only thing to do was to take the front of the crib off and make it into a day bed. I didn't want her to keep climbing out, cause I knew she would, and eventually hurt herself. I just thought she is so little to be out of a crib already. She is only 17 months old. I guess she is only a few months younger than what Bella was when we converted the crib for her (Bella was 20 months old--she wasn't a climber).
It is safe to assume that last night was a bit rough. After continually putting Emily back in her bed (using Jo Frost's from Supernanny method of not saying anything to her after the second time--worked rather well), she finally went to sleep after about the 10th time.
But that wasn't the end of it! Some time in the middle of the night (I have no idea what time cause there is no clock in our room), Emily started the process over again. Luckily this time she was really tired and there was no crying involved and it only lasted about 5 times.
Nap time today will be interesting.