the dreaded day has come

I knew crib escape was inevitable, but I was hoping the day would not come. This video show the girls using the pack and plays like a peice of gymnastics equipment. (*Also notice the quilt half torn off the wall in the background) In addition to the new church time conflicting with nap time, potty training, and now the ability to escape, nap time and bed time has turned back into a nightmare. I guess it is time to get toddler beds and hopefully we can get back into some sort of routine that doesn't involve screaming, demanding to eat crackers, false alarms of "poopoo" to get out of nap time, and skipping nap time all together. I am not ready to give up the naps. That is the only time of the day when I actually feel productive and can clean, pay bills, make things, fix the things broken that day, talk on the phone, etc. The rest of the day I'm just spinning my wheels trying to keep up with my two litte tornados.