He's a big boy now!

Owen is offically a big boy now! Ok, I don't really know what critera one must actually  meet to become a big boy, but this has always been a big step in my book. The big boy bed.

Owen didn't sleep through the night for a very very very long time. None of my kids did. Thanks a lot, boys. However, once Owen finally DID start sleeping through the night, he became a good sleeper. He went to bed easy - not a lot of fussing - it was great. But then, he started going through this weird phase where he would lock his arms over the crib side and stand...just stand there and scream...then after standing for a very long time, he would finally go to sleep...still standing. Needless to say, he didn't get a lot of sleep...and neither did his mamma.

So, it was time to make a change. Since he's our last little one, we decided to forgo the toddler bed altogether and just move him into a bed that would last years. We found a twin bed at Ikea (I mean, where else would we even consider buying furniture) that was nice and low to the ground, purchased it and then made Owen put it together all by himself. (Ok, Chris helped him a little, but not much...)

 

 Once it was together, it got the Owen seal of approval and of course, the big brother's seal of approval as well.

 

 










Thankfully the first night was a success! I rolled up some blankets and created a little barrier under the sheet so he wouldn't roll out. So far (knock on wood) it seems to be working and he seems to be happy in his big boy bed. Phew!!