Operation Big Boy Bed
Tuesday, December 13th, 2005A few days ago Ryan climbed out of his crib. I wasn’t here when it happened, but I have it on good authority that it was quite a funny scene with Ryan clinging to the edge, feet mere inches from a hard surface, squealing, “DADDADDADDAD!”. I’d have run for the camera.
We loaded up the gang and headed out to pick up a toddler bed for the brand new big boy. He’s slept in it two nights in a row (and a nap yesterday, too) with only one fall. I tell him, “Let’s go night night!” and he runs and crawls up and waits to be tucked. He got out of bed last night shortly after his tucking and ran down the hall giggling like a maniac, but went straight to sleep the second time.
I can’t believe we’ll never have a crib in our house again. It’s been 5-1/2 years of cribs and diapers, bottles and high chairs. Now Ryan uses a sippy and sits in a booster at the table with the rest of us. But he’s so much fun, now. He loves to tickle-tickle and gives awesome hugs. He says ’scuse you if someone burps and bless if someone sneezes. He says thank you when you give him something and he loves it when his daddy comes home. We’re definitely starting out our No More Babies years on a good foot.
