


The only trouble with this method of movement is when she encounters an obstacle, such as the end of her crib. We try to start her off at the bottom to give her some room to move around, but this is never enough. I awoke a few night ago to "bonk, bonk, bonk, whimper, bonk, whimper, whimper." I stumbled bleary eyed downstairs (it was 4am) to observe little ZOe scrunched up in a ball rocking back and forth and rhythmically hitting her head against the end of the crib. I grabbed her feet and dragged her to the far end, put a blanket over her, and went back to sleep. By the time I got up that morning she had managed to wedge herself into the corner of the crib with her head pressed against the slats. Poor Little Bear had two parallel indentations on the top of her head the whole morning. The were still in evidence when I dropped her off at daycare. I explained Zoe's new trick after inquiries from her teacher as to what had happened to her head. If only she had more hair her strange head bonking proclivities would go unremarked...
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