When we first moved here, Jameson climbed out of his crib the 2nd night. We thought, ok, time for a bed. We went that weekend and found a bed for him. Since then, he’s never tried to climb out again. In fact, he will climb in his crib, and then call you to come get him out. Well, we have 8 weeks before we’re going to need that crib for someone else. His bed has been empty, except for visitors. I decided we would start the transition after Christmas travels. We’ve been home about a week now, and back to regular sleeping habits, so last night I decided it was time. He really did not want to sleep in his bed, but after bringing some items with him, jumped happily into bed. I laid by him, and read him a few stories, and then told him it was time for bed. He was not too thrilled with that, but stayed in his bed along with…

Mom cow

baby cow

His horse

the barn

a duck

a moose

a motorcycle

his blanket

his binki

the balls for the Hungry Hungry Hippo game in the tiny muffin tin mold

sleeping on the decorative Lightning McQueen pillow rather than the big one

with the Lightning McQueen blanket on top.

He cried on and off for about an hour, but never climbed out of the bed. It was like an I spy book in there.

Can you spot the cow?

   

I think he woke up when Kevin left this morning, because when I finally heard him at 10 am there was an added cup to the mix. (He only slept late since it took him forever to go to sleep.) He never did get out of his bed, though. I went in and found him like this…

Nap time today took a lot longer, but I think we succeeded. He doesn’t get out of the bed, he just never goes to sleep. It wasn’t as bad as I thought, though, considering he loves his crib and it was our choice to put him in the bed. Next up will be the binki. First we’ll get use to the bed, then we’ll conquer that trial.