April 30, 2008
The Entertainer just made it into a big-boy bed. With each of my boys, we’ve made a big deal about getting the bed set up and made, and talking about staying in it. And each of my boys have decided to get out. So, they each had to spend the night or a naptime in the playpen, a fate worse than any other, and majically, they are cured from getting out of bed. (For a while, I think the Captain and Adventurer need a night in the playpen. They sound like jumping elephants at night!) Anyway, the Entertainer has been really enjoying his newfound freedom, and has been very obliging at staying in.
The third night he was in his big-boy bed, be fell out in the middle of the night. I’m not sure what scared him more, falling out, or the idea of having to go to the playpen for the night. I tucked him back in and laid down next to him. I was so tired I figured I could just sleep there for a wile, and then he wouldn’t be scared. He let me stay about 10 minutes, and just as I was falling asleep, he gave me a gentle push and said, “Get out, mommy.” So, I did, and he fell fast asleep. I went back to my warm bed, feeling a little guilty. Poor guy has spent almost every night of his little life in his own bed, he can’t fall asleep with me next to him! How opposite things can be for child number 3 from the way things were for child number 1!
Salud, and sweet dreams. H
Interesting idea about the play pen. I would have never thought of that. When we transitioned #1 to his big boy bed I would lay on the floor outside his room and peek under the door, waiting for the tiny feet to hit the carpet. As soon as I saw them I would open the door and say “Get back in that bed!” I think he was freaked out enough by the fact that mommy knew what he had done before he even had time to take a step, that it only took about a day for him to get the idea. Though, thinking back, I probably looked like a crazy person laying on the floor all afternoon