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...
3 comments:
Nicole, I wish you much luck with your big boy bed. It is an awesome step for James and he may surprise you with the want to sleep in it. One can only hope right??? I will be thinking of you and you know that I will be up should you need to chat when you are frustrated! Love to you, Lelania
Ah yes, I remember the day the "big boy" bed arrived - very exciting and sad at the same time! Now, my baby is 15 and almost ready to sit behind the wheel of a car and start driving. Time does fly - hug often!
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