Oh Cripes!

So the other day Ben tells me he wants to go back into his crib. (Highly unusual) So I pick him up plop him back in and go about making breakfast, telling him to call me when he wants to get out. I hear some somewhat ominous thumping and when I finally go in to check on him, he has all this stuff in his crib with him. I ask him how this happened and he very matter-of-factly tells me he climbed out and got it. So of course I say show me. And he does. And I run and get the camera and say show me again. Then having taken photos to documnet I tell he must never ever do it again.
Without a doubt time to get rid of the crib.
I know he likes it.
I know he keeps saying he doesn't want a big boy bed, but I think I'm gonna put my foot down on this one and just go a head and get a big boy bed.