Monday, January 24, 2011

A Tale of Two Beds



So, sometime in, say, mid-September, we finally took down Noel's crib. This was NOT a lightly made decision as Noel loved his crib and slept in it so well. But let's face it, the kid is huge and he had totally outgrown his crib. We pulled the molded firetruck bed out of the basement, Noel was thrilled, and the first few days went deceptively well. Then reality set in. The child would not stay in his bed. And we aren't talking sit in the floor and look at books or play with toys. We are talking constantly getting up and traipsing into the living room. If he heard us coming, he would sprint to his room and slam the door. This would go on until late into the night, way past when Chris and I would want to go to sleep.
Eventually, we just started letting him sleep with Chase, as I am a big believer in whatever works for everyone to get a good night's sleep. They both seemed happy as clams with the arrangement so we decided to invest in a set of bunk beds. Finally we were able to pick them up in early December, and to say the boys were excited is a total understatement. Even now, more than a month later they switch from top to bottom bunk until they finally settle down in one. Nevermind, the fact we chose a twin over full model thinking they would at least sleep downstairs if they chose to sleep together, they are always two peas in a pod.
I am not naieve enough to think this brotherly love will last, but for now it warms my heart.


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