unstuck then stuck

It's official. I can no longer put Xavier down and expect to find him in the same place. He is rolling and scooting like a champ and seems to be quite pleased with his new-found freedom. 

Well, except for this morning, when my usually happy-it's-the-morning baby

 woke me up with cries for help. 

He was on the other side of his crib, face down, sideways and with both legs sticking out of the side. Stuck. 

Guess it's time for the bumper.