Big Boy Bed

First, there was the cradle. Then, for several months while we were in transition, the pack-n-play. Eventually, some friends from church gave us an old crib, and we all slept a little better. But, the time has now come for the crib to go to storage. We put it off as long as possible, but when your "baby" starts climbing out of the crib, it's past time to make the transition!

Alex has been sleeping in his big boy bed for over a week now. So far, it seems to have gone fairly well. He figured out very quickly that he could get out of it on his own, but we decided it was a battle worth fighting, so we have been pretty strict with him about staying in his bed at night-time or nap-time. The biggest disruption has actually been to our morning routine. Gone are the days of letting him lay in his crib and talk to himself while I take a shower, get dressed, put the dishes away, and start breakfast. Now, he wakes up bright and early and comes straight into our room, stands by the bed and says "Hi, Mommy. Hi, Daddy."

I suppose it does make for a better wake-up call than a blaring clock radio.

Next rung on the big boy ladder -- potty-training! But we have decided to wait until after our trip to Angola to begin that adventure.

Alex in his big boy bed (the quilt was made by his Nyanya)