Yesterday, after putting Bryson down for a morning nap, I began ironing and working on the laundry (hence the reason there is no sheet on his mattress) and was peacefully enjoying some talks from the 2007 Women's Conference. About 20 minutes into his nap (and my serenity), Bryson suddenly started screaming the most horrific scream at the top of his lungs! I ran into his room and found the poor little guy like this:
Somehow the mattress collapsed on him while he was sleeping and startled him to death! Fortunately he wasn't hurt at all, but was screaming & crying because it was such a traumatizing experience for him. The crib, which we thought was a very sturdy hand-me-down from Mike's sister, apparently isn't as sturdy as we thought.