his big day.

big day.
big bed.
big boy.

hard to believe dude is ready to go into a regular bed.
when i was pregnant with my daughter, i can remember the vast number of people who told me how fast time flies by with kids. and, before you know it, they're grown.
and, i can also remember the crazy, restless nights with a newborn. the regular feedings. the nap "scheduling" - and that phase is gone so quickly. but, when you're going through it, it's like an eternity.
{and let's face it...the inability to get a solid night's sleep never really goes away}.
and, here we are, the next phase...

one last look at the crib before the last night of sleep in it.

one last nap...

one last storytime with the crib in his room...

dude...you promised you wouldn't grow up...

no...wait...that was my daughter...and she obviously didn't keep that promise. ;-)

of course, as soon as the bed arrived and was set up, both kids started acting appropriately with it:

yep, here too...

still processing all of the excitement...

so, when jim took the crib down, i was basically throwing dinner together. and, i was OK with not being around for that part of the process. for me, it's hard letting the baby thing go.

because, now it's the big time... (and, mickey mouse sheets)...

he's ready...

(placing a quick call to the grandparents first...from the bed...)

our first storytime in the "big boy bed"...

and, we're ready to roll.

i would've sworn a million times over that he wouldn't stay in bed that first night...we made it to three nights before dude processed the concept of "free range" and got out of the bed to roam. still, we're getting there.

now, if he would only pass out within a half hour of lights out...one can dream, i suppose...

do stop back in a few days. more in a little project i've cooked up. ;-) enjoy the rest of the weekend!

very sad today.

pardon the appearance of my blog. it has been my intention for a long time to revamp it...so it's undergoing a bit of that.

and, it's also been my intention to engage in some kind of fascinating, life-altering endeavors that would draw in a crowd of dedicated followers...

then i decided, really...what is there that i do that can be deemed riveting enough to lure people here and read about the everyday stuff in my life?

(i can assure you...i have come up with zilch in answer to that question).

so, in the next few days/weeks (hoping it won't be as long as the latter indicates) i hope to share with you some stuff that i'm currently working on...such as why i've added the little blip: "barefoot in my kitchen" to the header of my blog...

maybe post a few photos too...of things that make me totally smile...

and share with you the zaney, little stories behind photos like this:

and this:

okay...so...onto why i'm a bit sad today. long story short, the cute, little dude you see in the picture above has decided (unbelievably without consulting me first on the matter) to grow up and move out of the crib. yes, tonight is his last night sleeping in his crib. tonight is, perhaps, the last night i will be able to have a normal evening for a long while. tomorrow we will welcome "big boy furniture". and the "big boy bed". i fully expect he will not be staying in the bed after the lights are turned out and we leave the room. not exactly sure what the over/under will be on the number of times he will get out of bed and leave his room. i'm pretty sure i will be dedicating a lot of time breaking from whatever i spend my evenings trying to get done, getting up and putting him back in the bed. over.and.over.again.

regardless, it's a huge step. and, i lucked out with my daughter who, maybe, got out of bed a handful of times her first few nights in her "big girl bed". Lord help me, i'm getting my fair share the second time around for what i did not endure during the first round.

love him anyway.

however, i may be muttering passionately over the next few nights...weeks...whatever...until we've made the transition.

*sniff*sniff*

more later...