The inevitable happened… Ingrid learned to crawl out of her cot onto our bed (over the pillows and rolled-up blankets blocking her way) and from there onto the floor. Landing nose first.

I thought she was quietly falling asleep until I heard a thud from the bedroom. There was silence for a fraction of a second, just long enough for me to realise what had happened, and then a desperate wail…

It must have really hurt and shocked her, but luckily didn’t do any real damage, other than a bruised forehead and nose.

Edited to add picture.