She escaped!

I got a call yesterday at work from Wendi, "Are you home?" she asked.
"Of course not, its like 2:00, why?"
"Well I was taking a nap while Melly was supposed to be sleeping. All of a sudden I woke up to hear someone in my room talking."
"Did you leave the TV on or something?"
"No, your daughter was in here jabbering to me"
It always seems that when she does something bad she is referred to a my daughter not our daugher.
"If you're not home that means that she got out of her crib on her own"

It looks like that's what happened, so now it's time to lower her crib mattress. I thought it was on the lowest already, but it turns out there is one notch lower. What amazes me most is that she fell at least 4 feet from the crib rail, and if she cried it was quiet enough that Wendi didn't her a thing. My guess is she was so excited to have escaped it didn't matter the pain, she had to go brag to mom.