Thursday, December 27, 2007

the day has finally come

Saturday marked the day that Grady figured out how to climb out of his crib. I figured this day was quickly approaching as his climbing and transversing of furniture and cupboards was increasing in skill and height. I also blame this new found skill on my friend Betsy that was visiting Friday night and said, "I can't believe he doesn't climb out of his crib!", while we were putting Grady down for the night. Curse her!! He heard and decided to take action. So Saturday after I put him to bed and I nestled down on the couch under my favorite blanket, I heard the pitter-patter of marshmallow feet down the stairs. I was then quickly greeted with "Hi Momma!" WHAT? HOW?! So back upstairs we went for a second attempt at bedtime. He climbed out again and then got a quite stern talking to. He stayed in the rest of the night but I was gently prodded awake with his chubby little fingers at the brink of dawn. Sigh…. well I guess that means I don’t have to get out of my warm bed to fetch him anymore! I was able to convince him to snuggle in bed for a bit and prolong the agony of the harsh early morning a wee bit longer. Since then we have decided to allow him to climb in and out of his crib. I am just not ready for the freedom that a “big boy” bed entails. We did establish some guidelines to eliminate any middle of the night excursions. Grady knows he cannot climb out at night and so far he has been too tired to try. With all this new-found freedom he did give me a belated present today, one that I have been asking for for a very long time; both boys slept until 8am. I awoke feeling very refreshed and renewed, ready to take on the day. Or at least until the warriors became restless and started fighting over matchbox cars. Then the evil queen returned to do her bidding once more!

4 comments:

JCR said...

Good luck! I hated this transition with Tato when he turned 2, so bravo for keeping Grady in his crib this long. :)

Kristin said...

time for a big boy bed

Kristin said...

watch out for the snuggling in bed stuff. joel now feels that our bed is actually his bed that he is letting us borrow.

jes said...

See I taught Bridget to climb in Abby's crib. That way they can snuggle there and leave me alone :)