According to my mother in-law, my husband enjoyed adventure in the morning also. One time they awoke to find him on top of the refrigerator and another time awoke to find him outside on the eave of a two story house!
When my son was 18 months, I came downstairs in the morning to find him sitting at the kitchen table surrounded by Raisin Bran. He had crawled out of his crib, climbed down the stairs, pushed a chair over to the counter, climbed up, and got a bowl and the box of cereal. When I found him, he was sitting at the table with cereal in his bowl, on the table, on the chair and floor holding a spoon and smiling ear to ear! I have a picture of the scene on my wall still.
The are really exhausting at that age, but so much fun too! Enjoy!
