A New Bed.

We finally got around to getting Liam into a Big Boy Bed. Actually, it's not as though we wanted to do this any sooner and I'm pretty sure he would have loved to have stayed in his crib a bit longer. But, you know, he did turn three last week (oh wait - Bad Mommy Blogger did not do the birthday post. yet. I'll get to it, I promise). So anyway, he did turn three and well, there's a lot of pressure to get your three year old into a Big Boy Bed. Well, that and he was getting heavy. So we did.

We actually had the frame for about 4 years - when we put Quinn into his Big Boy Bed we purchased a bunk bed that could be used separately - so the pieces to Liam's frame has been hiding throughout the house.

Yesterday I took the boys to the mattress store and ordered a mattress. Not surprisingly, the decision on which one to get was one hundred times easier than when Mike and I went shopping for Quinn's mattress. I mean, with Quinn being the first one we really wanted to make sure we got the right one. This time, I walked in the store, told the nice salesmen I needed a twin size mattress. Not the most expensive and not the cheapest. He showed me a few. I refused to sit on the one covered with pictures of Spongebob - and the decision came down to two - one that felt a bit like the type of mattress you might have to sleep on at some hotel. So clearly, we went with the other one.

Anyway... today Mike assembled the frame (without instructions!), Liam hung out in the living room on his new mattress, and I put together Liam's new Big Boy Room.

His crib was taken apart and placed in the garage. And I didn't even cry. I kind of, sort of, wanted to, but not really. It's just another milestone in his life, right? I mean, these kids, they just keep on growing up.

He's pretty much happy with his new room. He keeps saying I gave him "too much", but that he likes "too much." I'm not quite sure what he's talking about - maybe the sticker things on the wall??



And tonight when I tucked him in he said to me, "Don't make it too scarey." I really think kids lose some sense of security when they move out of their crib. But, he fell asleep and, so far, so good...