Mom, you are going to be mad!

Every morning when I give the go ahead M opens J's door. I was in the kitchen doing dishes this morning when I told M it was time to get J up. I hear her go in his room and then M yells, "Mom, you are going to be mad!". This is a sure sign that something is not right. Sure enough, it wasn't. Apparently, I was not quick enough to get him out and he got bored so he reached out of his crib and yanked the curtain and the screws off and out of the wall. This is why we can't have anything nice in the house! For the record, I didn't get mad. The damage was already done so I grabbed the camera instead.