Tonight my little boy will be sleeping in a big boy bed. He has had a toddler race car bed, but my sister needs to borrow my crib and we needed the spring part for the toddler bed. Plus, my little boy wasn't sleeping that comfortably because his head would end up on the plastic by nights end. I can't believe that both of my kids are now out of cribs and toddler beds. Where have all my babies gone? It seems like just yesterday I got a positive pregnancy test with my first one! When I get done at work today I'll be off to buy big boy sheets. It's one of those bittersweet stages of life I suppose. You love to see them make changes, but feel sad to see the baby in them leaving. For some reason it's harder with this little guy. I guess because I know he's probably my last baby.
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I remember our first transition to a big girl bed. We did it in preparation for our second and the need to pass the crib on to her. It is indeed sad, but oh the ruchness of running to their room to coo away a nightmare. There's room to cuddle, to nuzzle your face in their little necks until they fall alseep. Good luck.
A big boy bed, wow! Now he is free to come and go as he pleases!
Good luck with that :)
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