Last night we had three hours of "I want to be with mommy and daddy but why would I want to sleep in their bed, their bed is for playing" hysteria from A in the middle of the night. At the two and a half hour mark I escorted her back to her crib, and, she climbed right back out. Rather unsuccessfully and unsafely. @&#%. We have to convert the crib to a toddler bed. I'm going to cry. Not only does that mean my little baby girl is growing up, it also means that I will never.sleep.again.