are you smarter than a one year old?

I am!  After last night I decided that it was finally time to change the door handle on the boy's bedroom from a handle style gold one (which I have despised since we moved in) to a knob style aged bronze one.  One that he can't open, which means that even if he gets out of bed, at least he can't get out of his room.  And it worked, for nap time anyways.  He tried, he failed, and he got back in bed and took a nap.  We'll see how tonight goes, but at the very least I had an excuse to begin the project of slowly changing out the door handles in the house.  One down, nine more to go.