The other night I went in to check on Gideon after he was asleep. Content with the sleeping boy I saw, I was about to turn to go back out of his room, when something caught my eye.
What the …?
What is this? This wasn’t here before. Why is it on his floor?
Oh wait… What’s that tucked under him?
The other half of the book cover was tucked neatly under him as if he was saving it for a middle-of the night snack.
I had checked in on him a few times while he was going to sleep. There had been no signs of mischief then. (I should’ve been more suspicious of the quiet happy noises I had been hearing once in a while when he should’ve been asleep.)
Then I looked closer at the title of the book.
He must’ve been reading while he was in bed. The title of the book caught his eye. I guess he thought he would be “bad” and tear the book up.
What’s even more amusing is that this is the second night in a row that mysterious paper clippings were in his bed after he was asleep. The night before there were about a hundred pieces of paper. But they were too small to figure out what they were. So we didn’t realize he was going for the bookshelf that was in reach from his bed.
We recently lowered his bed so that he wouldn’t be able to climb/fall out. In doing so, we didn’t realize that he was now able to reach this shelf with books on it. As Gideon’s Grandma pointed out: now we really have to realize how to baby proof things!
Guess what we did the following morning: move books!