Big Boy Bed

After several weeks of Mason climbing in and out of his crib, we decided it was time to move him to his big boy bed. He was probably ready to move several months ago, but I wasn't ready for that to happen for several reasons.  One reason was my fear of him getting out and not wanting to get back in which would lead to bed time battles. Another was him getting out and coming downstairs by himself while we were sleeping. The biggest of them all was my wanting to hold on to the one last physical thing that belonged to my little baby! Giving up the crib only confirms my baby is no longer a baby but a little boy who is growing and thriving every day.  As with every other milestone that I fretted over, he transitioned like a champ.  There have been virtually no issues what.so.ever! He gets out once or twice a week but that is usually just to call to me and tell me he loves me or to ask for one more sip of milk or to say sweet dreams which I don't mind at all. Makes my heart melt! When he wakes up in the morning, he will get out and stand at the top of the stairs and call for me. If I don't answer quick enough, he will come downstairs but for the most part, stays put until we come to get him. 
Below is a picture of him in his big boy bed. Look how big he is. I can hardly believe he will be three in August. WOW - where has the time gone.

Until next time......