Bonk

Dexter made it three weeks in his big boy bed without incident (besides the croup scare). Then, one night, Ben and I were in the living room and we heard a loud bonk. Then quiet. Then whimpering. We went into Dexter's room and found him sitting on the floor with Bear Bear towards the foot of his bed. His paci, blanket, and Quackers were on the floor by the head of the bed. Apparently, he had grabbed Bear Bear on his way down.