...Well, Sort of.
Poor Bianca had herself in a pickle here. She knew that if she fell back into the crib there was probably no getting out. She also knew that if she fell on the floor it was going to hurt (girls are much more cautious that way...Jack would have undoubtedly bailed.)
So I let her sit there, and make a choice. (we're big on choices in this house)
She never chose.
She just sat there.
After about five minutes I helped her over onto the floor...wrong choice mom.
Now I have TWO little kiddos that can climb out of their respective cages. Darn.