Every morning when Henry wakes up he grabs his blanket and climbs the stairs to my room where he joins me in my bed for a few minutes. I love this ritual.
This morning Henry did not climb the stairs. Instead, when he woke up Joe and I heard him call "Mommy, I'm stuck!" Joe ran downstairs to help Henry only to find him laying on the floor underneath his mattress.
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I find the boy's matresses on the floor almost every morning, but I've never found them under the matresses. Maybe a twin is good for more than a partner in crime, maybe he can keep you from getting stuck too.
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