I shut off the alarm that was blaring with all it's might to wake me up. It was a long night so I sat up on the bed trying to collect myself. My eye lids were still heavy, my vision blury, I rubbed my eyes a bit.
SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!! Mommy springs up from the bed and rushes to the foot of the bed and picks up WZ who was sobbing on the floor.
All this happened over the course of 3 seconds, when I heard the splat my first instinct was to look on the floor to make sure WZ wasn't where I'd put my feet to get down, my 2nd was to collect my glasses. But before I could do any of that mommy had already swooped down and picked up WZ.
Who was now sleeping in mommy's arms....
We inspect his head but.. there was a graze to indicate friction, but no bruise to indicate impact. And he had a blanket wrapped around him to keep him warm so that cushioned the fall somewhat.
How did he get out? Well the following picture sequence provides a clue.
Fact one.. WZ is able to move on the bed at pretty high speeds.
Fact two.. when he hits the side fence he starts flailing his arms madly and sometimes is able to catch the rim of the fence with BOTH hands. Then he's able to prop himself up.
Fact three.. since he only goes forwards, the only place for him to go is just down... to ouch land!
Now we've just bought a little cot to lock the little bugger in.