Sunday, June 27, 2010

Bye-Bye, Cousins...Bye-Bye, Crib...

Oh, the sadness. My brother and the boys left today. 10 days just isn't enough time. Heath was bummed when it finally registered that today was the end of cousin fun. He cheered up when I told him that we would go out there for a visit. Now, to just get a little courage about flying with the two of them by myself. Yikes.

It's 10pm and Heath has been asleep in his big boy bed for an hour now. That's right. A big boy bed, at last. As adventuresome and on-the-edge as Heath may live his life, he has never made a move about climbing out of his crib. Not only has he not attempted to even throw a leg over the side, whenever the discussion popped up about changing his crib to a bed, he protested. Loudly. He was very much like a dog in his crate. It's safe. It's comfy. And it's all his.

So we didn't push it. I don't even know how the topic came up today. But it did. And he was ready. Mark removed the front of the crib, and it is now a lovely cherry sleigh day bed. When he was going to bed tonight, he was thrilled that we can now sit down in the bed with him and read his night time stories and have our what-happened-today/what's-happening-tomorrow discussion.

For a while there I was starting to suspect that Stella was going to be in a toddler bed before Heath. She is already tossing a leg over the side rail, and building elaborate step stools out of her stuffed animals.

But I wouldn't describe Heath as a late-bloomer; he just accomplishes things on his own time-frame. And despite my concern that something isn't going the way it's supposed to, it's always just right.

I do feel some sense of relief, though. Now I can stop worrying that he's going to be that freak kid who still sleeps in a crib in his college dorm.

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