The Big Bed

A few days before Megan turned two, Mac and I built a bed rail for Megan and then gave her the option of sleeping in the big bed; she was thrilled. For a few days we'd put her to bed and she'd beg,"No sleep in the crib." We gladly complied. Two weeks later she was in agreement when we decided to move the crib out of her room. Thus we freed the crib, without letting Megan know she was being kicked out!

Megan is loving the big bed - maybe because she has gotten into the habit of sleeping with an entire toy store in her bed and the extra room keeps her from being suffocated by her managerie. Fortunately, everything gets left in the bed when she wakes up so we don't have to worry about dragging two blankets, Coco the monkey, blue elephant, Butter Cookie, Pinkwood, Pinkwood's comb, that scary purple music doll, and Little Nutbrown Hare everywhere we go.

Despite her new potential freedom, Megan has only gotten out of bed twice. Once was the second day, when she ran into the kitchen as excited as she could possibly be five minutes after we put her down for a nap, where upon she proudly announced,"I was sleeping in the big bed." Her enthusiasm waned when we told her she had to get back in it and take a real nap. The second time was this Sunday, when at 8 o'clock she decided it was time to get up - I can live with that.

The side rail is a cupboard door from the old kitchen - it saves Megan at least a half dozen times a night. That girl sleeps like a recently landed fish! At least I got one picture of her looking sweet and peaceful.