There's too much growing up going on around here. Entirely too much.
Last weekend we moved Peter up to a "big boy bed"...something that we had put off for a long time due to lack of space.
We did not get off to a promising start. We purchased a used toddler bed off of craigslist, and Peter was against the idea from the start. "I not need big boy bed." Every time we tried to hype it up, he shook his head and seemed staunchly opposed. Great.
And kind of tough luck, because at 5 months Edmund is officially outgrowing the bassinet and needs to move up to the crib.
The first night, we made up his little (ahem....BIG) bed, complete with his first pillow. His dislike faded a bit as he realized how fun it was to be able to crawl into his bed on his own...and how bouncy the mattress was. He sat on the edge of the bed with Daddy to pray, and then we explained the "rules." Which basically boiled down to no getting out of bed.
And he did marvelously! We had to go in the room a few times to give reminders about not kicking the wall, but he never once tried to get out of bed (still hasn't).
And while he still looks at the crib wishfully every once in awhile, Peter's big bed is his new favorite spot. He sits on the bed to read. When I call out to him and ask what he's doing, sometimes he responds with "I'm on my bed, playin' wit my's cars!" And he's very eager to be involved with the new bed-making routine we have added to the morning.
There's something about watching Peter curled up in his bed playing that melts my heart.
But then again, he tends to have that effect on me in general. :) Two year olds! They demand to be squeezed.
Moms, at what age do you typically move your toddlers into a "big" bed (Peter is 2 1/2)? Was it a smooth transition?
Link up your adventurous blog posts below...I look forward to reading them!