Flanagan Clan

Today Ethan woke up with one foot on the wrong side of the crib. Literally. This morning Ethan started crying and Andrew ran in to find his leg, just above the kneecap, firmly stuck inbetween two of the slats. This was not the first time that Ethan had gotten his leg stuck in the crib. I don’t remember Patrick ever getting stuck, and Sammy had his leg stuck in there a couple times, but this must have been about the 10th time that Ethan has gotten himself stuck in the crib. We took out the bumper when he began to really roll around since it can create a suffication hazzard, and now that he’s pulling up it can create a stranglation hazzard. So now he just gets stuck. But this time was different… this time I could not, for the life of me, get his leg out. He must have slept all night like that because his leg was a bit swollen. So Andrew did the one thing he could think to do… he sawed in half one of the crib slats to free Ethan’s leg. It came out a little bruised but otherwise fine. But now I don’t know what to do with him! The crib was purchased new and the slats follow the mandatory spacing (no more than 2 3/8 inches apart), so I know it’s not going to be recalled for that. And we are planning to have at least one more child, so we’re not about to get rid of it. I think we might have Ethan sleep in the pack ‘n play for a little while. He’s such a wiggly, active little boy, and at least there are no slats for him to get his feet stuck in if he’s in there. I don’t know what else to do!!!