A big boy bed

It was an eventful weekend filled with a couple of tears...namely mine. At four months shy of his 3rd birthday the little man has moved in to his big boy bed. It was not my idea but since Seb wanted to clear out the basement and the big boy bed was taking up valuable basement space he said "come on honey he'll love it." It was more than just the basement space thing. Seb has been campaining for the big boy bed move on Little S's behalf for a long time. The tears just started spilling out as I saw him taking apart the crib. I couldn't even stay in the room. Maybe it's because I'm so hormonal lately but I just hated seeing the end to that stage.

At the same time as putting together the bed we reorganized Little S's room. It works so much better. I used a lot of Montessori principles, focusing on autonomy and a giant categorized bookshelf for his toys (more on that later). He loves it and plays so much better in his room.



I have to admit that he does sleep better in his bed even though it takes longer to get him settled in. I have to stay with him for at least ten minutes after the lights are out to make sure he stays put. We also have a board that we squinch in the side at night so he doesn't fall out because the bed is pretty high and my friend Bea's neighbor Didier made these kid stairs which we now have so he can easily climb in without having to scale the duvet cover. It's a comfy bed as Seb will attest. He's fallen asleep in it nearly every night while reading Little S his bedtime story.

Meanwhile we're still co-sleeping parents and Little S is welcome in our bed any time he likes. He knows this and oddly he doesn't abuse it. He actually did end up in our bed last night after a bad nightmare woke him up at 2am. I think in the new house we'll stick a mattress under our bed for nights like this. As much as I believe in co-sleeping I find it really hard to sleep with a squirming toddler these days.