Simon is officially in his new room. We converted the guest room to Simon’s new room by setting the mattress of the guest bed on the ground (the box spring and frame have been relegated to the basement), shifting stuff around a bit, and adding these nifty bins from Target for toy storage. The transition from his crib to his new “big boy bed” has actually gone pretty well. And in the mornings, you’d think that he was still confined, as he’d stay in bed and cry until one of us went and got him.
I’ve heard that many kids will stay confined to their beds for a long time as if it were surrounded by an invisible fence. Some kids do this for years, apparently. Not so with Simon. Yesterday we had the pleasure of being awakened by a little boy silently appearing beside Kate’s head. This morning it was worse. 4:30AM and the boy wanders out and wants to crawl into bed with us. Oy. I have a real hard time sleeping with toddler feet in my back, so I ended up in HIS bed while he got to share ours with Kate.
We’re going to have to start setting some limits here, and fast.