My Big Boy

Thursday morning, 4:00 AM: Joshua starts crying in his crib. I go in and he tells me, "I don't like this bed. Want bed like Audrey's." 5:00 am, same thing. Don't judge. He has never climbed out of his crib and had never complained about it before, so why put him in a bed? I am all about not having to fix what's not broken.
I left on Thursday for a friend's wedding out of state. Dave put together his big boy bed and bought sheets and a mattress for Joshua while I was gone. Joshua chose Thomas the Train. I got home Sunday night and it was Joshua's first night to sleep in his bed (I did not want him sleeping his first night in it while I was gone!). He did so well. He didn't get out once, and even on Monday morning he still called for me to come get him. Then he comes and lays in bed with me and tells me, "I have to go potty!" and goes potty in the toilet. Blah. I am probably the only mother in the world that does not want her kids to be potty trained. Public restrooms horrify me. Today he has gone potty three times in the toilet. Stop it this instant, Joshua. You are growing way too quickly.

At least he still loves his binki.

PS. I am really weird with dates. December 7th ... six years ago today I found out I was pregnant with Audrey.