Night Crimes

A couple of nights ago, Gabe and I heard a little thud. Lila had kicked herself over onto her side and then onto her belly--we found her lying face down in her crib. She clearly did not intend on staying that way because she continued to kick her little legs, trying to get up the leverage to roll over again. Only problem being...she can only roll in one direction so she ran out of room when she hit the crib bars. We found her the same way the next couple of nights. Then last night I put her to bed in a onesie and some pants. I woke up this morning to find that, not only had she kicked the pants completely off, but they had been catapulted onto the floor four feet away from the crib. This kid is up to no good.