Yesterday was one of those milestones in parenting that seems kind of silly when you talk about it, and yet means everything in the world when it happens.
We’ve been talking to Grady about getting a “big boy bed” for quite some time now, and even reading a few books about it. He was super excited when we all went to the store yesterday to pick it up, and after we got home, he even “helped” assemble it with the tools he got from his Grandparents and his Aunt Emily. Then came the best part — snuggling in for bedtime stories!
He only fell out once during the night, and we had placed pillows all around it (it’s pretty low to the ground anyhow) so he didn’t seem that bothered. And he loved getting up this morning and making an unobstructed beeline for his bookshelf. And then, of course, he came bursting into our room to get us out of bed, instead of the other way around.
Here are the rest of the pictures.
His room looks so grown-up now.
Time is flying quickly by.
Sniff.
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