We had a big change of plans Saturday.
Our original plan was to leave the kids with grandpa and go out to dinner, but during the day, James had other plans.
During his afternoon nap, he climbed out of the crib and deposited himself on the floor. He wasn’t apparently hurt but this was the first real sign that he even tried to get out. We had to change our plans and buy him a bed.
Instead of a nice steak dinner, we trundled across town to Ikea and purchased an identical bed to the one Michelle has. (Hopefully, we’ve neatly avoided any kind of bed jealousy by having identical beds.)
I was building (with Michelle’s “helpâ€) the bed until midnight, by which time both kids fell immediately asleep as soon as it was finished.
I think my wife was a little sad that we have no more babies in cribs.
My nephew has the same bed in the configuration with the bed up high, and “den” space underneath. This was great (and he was very excited about it) but when we’d finished (despite his help) we discovered that he could only climb up to it. The position of the ladder meant that he was unable to make it back down, unaided; making it kind of like a lobster pot for little boys.
Perfect!
My nephew has the same bed in the configuration with the bed up high, and “den” space underneath. This was great (and he was very excited about it) but when we’d finished (despite his help) we discovered that he could only climb up to it. The position of the ladder meant that he was unable to make it back down, unaided; making it kind of like a lobster pot for little boys.
Perfect!