Big Boy

We have been talking a lot about being a big boy lately and about being a big brother. We've been trying to encourage some big boy habits like using the potty and getting rid of the paci. Somehow Dylan decided on his own that his crib was "for baby" and he needed a "big brother bed". This was the one thing we weren't encouraging. The crib is such a wonderful piece of furniture that keeps small children safe and contained, why give it up so easily? But he has a mind of his own and he was ready to move on.

Friday night we picked out the bed and thought (naively) that we could put it together Saturday and test it out. We were wrong, we needed to put it together immediately.

He did 'help' put it together, using all his tools. When poor Lula came in to see what was going on he quickly told her "No Lula, working in here. Mommy, Daddy, Dylan working in here."

When it was finally assembled he gathered all his trucks, his tools, his books, and 'he-whore' (Eeyore) and settled in. He stayed in till he fell asleep which we never expected. He woke up once a little disoriented around 12:30, but went right back to sleep (with help from Daddy laying on the floor for a few minutes). He woke up about 9am and stayed in his room playing with his trucks.

Guess he was really ready for his big boy bed. Wonder if he will ever be ready to give up the paci...