During the month of June, Calliope took to climbing in and out of her crib, multiple times a day, in rapid succession. She's quite an agile climber so I was surprised it had taken her as long as it did to finally master the climb. I think she had a fear of knowing she could escape the safe confines of her crib.
But master it she did, so a few days later, we assembled her new (to her) toddler bed. Calliope was thrilled!
Naturally, she fell out -- at the bottom end of the bed -- and received quite a shock, landing on the cold wood floor since I failed to put any sort of padding on the floor there (and there's no carpet there). It hadn't ever occurred to me that she could fall at that end. It's not surprising, though, since she's always been a restless sleeper, still sometimes sleeping across the crib with limbs poking through the slats at two and a half.
I'm happy to report that she hasn't fallen since. And I finally dismantled the crib because after a few days of the bed, Calliope started wanting the crib again. And moving the mattress back and forth was a pain. And when I refused to move the mattress, she would get in the crib and sit on the wire springs.
Stubborn girl. I can't think where she got it.