Sniff Sniff. My Panda bear is growing up!
This weekend I decided Andrew was ready for a 'big boy bed'. He always lays on Corynn's bed like he wants it to be his in the worst way. I figured it would take him a while to learn the 'rules' of the bed and to do well so I should start now. Since we don't have a youth bed, or an extra twin at this point, I took one of the sides off of the crib. No need for one of those 'convertible' cribs. Who knew?!? ;-)
He thinks he is SUCH a big boy. He gasped when he saw it. Then promptly climbed on. And then off. Then on. Then off.
Naptime came on Saturday and I thought, "Now remember, Rebecca. This was YOUR idea. Be patient. Be patient. Be patient."
I heard the pitter patter of feet within minutes. I snuck to the door ready to scare the bajeebers out of him when I saw through the crack that he ran to the bookshelf and grabbed a book-then ran right back to his bed and laid down.
I smiled to myself and walked off.
In a minute or two I came back to check on him and he was fast asleep.
I uncovered his head of the book and recovered his body with a blanket and began snapping pictures away.
I have been swelled with pride ever since-each night he lies there good as can be and never gets out of bed. What a sweet, obedient little guy. He sure makes his Mama happy.
And always will.