Fear

We are understanding the ramifications of 'fear' in the Powell household lately. As in, if I get upset because I don't want to go to bed at 8 and stand up in my crib in protest, then I'll just wail harder- not because I'm mad about going to bed- but because I don't know how to sit down. Good Lord.  
Insult to injury: I laid her down, left, she fell asleep. Awoke screaming 10 mins later. We left her to cry a bit, only to find (once we checked on her, suspecting the standing up thing again) that she'd gotten her leg stuck in the bars.
We unstuck the leg. 
She fell asleep to awake at 7a, like normal. 
What a night.
Insight into the toddler years??