Escaped...Again.

So our 14 and 1/2 month old got out of his crib this morning. After putting Benny to bed last night, Brennan warned me that Ben was very close to getting up and over those four walls of his crib. I dismissed his warning as that of a paranoid Dad. There was no way my little baby could break out of his crib. Well, this morning I put him down for a nap which he did semi-willingly. A few minutes later, however, we heard him crying and screaming and then....a thud. No, I think that was one of the girls shutting a door downstairs. Just to make sure I walked down the hall to his room. I opened the door and there he sat, right next to the door. He is now sitting in the port-a-crib (higher walls and lower to the ground) screaming. Little stink. We love Benjamin.