This guy...is getting entirely too big for his already big britches. We officially moved him into his own room and out of a crib. So far, it's going pretty smoothly. He does have a gate up on the outside of his door to prevent any escapes - which he is a master of. He recently figured out how to get out of the childproof doorknobs we had on the back door of the house. Thankfully he did that while I was watching.
He seems to like his new room. We have learned from experience and removed his toy xylophone unless we want to be serenaded awake at ungodly hours. I took this picture the other night of him reading his "tractor Bible" as he calls it. He looks so little in that big bed!
I remember when this little "big" guy was sleeping in my bed, which he still does if there happens to be a storm at night. While I don't miss his big feet kicking me in the head, I do miss the baby he was not so long ago. But now at least he's big enough to put to work. He is great at picking not-quite-ripe vegetables out of my sister's garden. Now if I could just get him to stop leaving socks all over the house.
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Jocelyn totally needs her own room. She's still in ours. Gah. That's what I get for having a 3 bedroom house and kids so far apart in age. No 12 or 9 year old wants to share with a 2 year old!
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