Dean got big boy bedding yesterday. BIG SURPRISE: It's Buzz and Woody bedding.
He LOVES his new bedding. He keeps saying, "Buzz and Woody blanket! Buzz and Woody pillow! Look! Sheets!"
This change in bedding, of course, makes people ask if we've moved Dean to a toddler bed yet. The answer is no, we haven't. There are a lot of reasons why we haven't made the switch, the most obvious being that he's just not quite ready for something he can escape from so easily. He still needs to be contained at night, lest he roam the house while the rest of us slumber. I'm waiting on a new side rail for his bed, then we'll talk about making the switch. We'll be penning him in putting a baby gate in his doorway and another at the top of the stairs (you know, in case he figures out how to break down the one in the doorway) for maximum containment purposes. And, ok, who am I kidding? I'm not ready for a big boy bed yet. It was hard enough when he started sleeping on a pillow a couple of weeks ago, then he goes and gets a sheet set and comforter that's all matchy-matchy. Add in the fact that he can speak in sentences, follow directions, sing the alphabet and quote most of his bedtime books and you've got one mommy who's trying to hold on to every single drop of baby that's left. (However, potty training? Would be good.)
He's 32 months old and is SUCH a little boy. He was sickly this weekend and so I got to hold him a lot. He slept with me at my parents' house and I ended up rocking him like a baby one night. It's hard to believe this boy with a full set of teeth and a thick head of shaggy hair is the same little baby I rocked for countless hours just two short years ago. Bottles seem so far in our past that I barely remember how to assemble a Dr. Brown and seems like decades since he's used a binky.
All week I've been struggling for material to write about, feeling strange about saying something very ordinary when my friends are sending kids to kindergarten and selling houses and such. Then I took a step back and remembered there's something extraordinary in front of me every minute of every day.
Mommy just needs a few more drops of baby, Pumpkin, then you can have your big boy bed. I promise.
You're the best. <3
Posted by: Logan Arrowood | September 09, 2010 at 02:59 PM
Wow! It's been awhile since I've seen a close up shot of Dean- he looks all old and stuff! I won't lie- my heart broke a little the first nights my kiddos spent in their toddler beds. They look so little without the jail bars!
Posted by: rkmama | September 09, 2010 at 03:54 PM
Holy moly -- he's getting big! And I love how excited he got over the Buzz and Woody sheets :)
Posted by: Heather | September 10, 2010 at 10:50 AM
They are growing up too fast. Our trick - shut the door until they are asleep, at least in the beginning. Of course, this is assuming he can't open his own door (AJU5 can't do knobs yet, but she can do levers). But, it is nice when you don't have to go get them in the middle of the night - and instead they come to you.
Posted by: AJU5's Mom | September 10, 2010 at 10:50 PM