A couple of months ago, Reid started showing signs of trying to climb out of his crib. And within a couple of weeks, he'd figured it out and made the dreaded escape with the help of a nearby armchair. One morning we heard the telltale sounds of Reid waking up over the monitor and when Ted went to retrieve him he found Reid sitting nonchalantly in the armchair.
I asked Reid to demonstrate his newfound skill for us so I could capture it on film and he was happy to oblige.


So proud of himself. Hmph. And with that, it was time to execute Operation Big Boy Bed - the conversion of his crib into a toddler bed. I only cried a teeny little bit.
I'm not sure what the technical definition of "big boy bed" is. Does it have to be a twin size to qualify? Or does a toddler bed count? In any case, we told him it was a big boy bed and that seemed to make him happy. Here he is demonstrating how one exits and enters a big boy bed:
I was prepared for the worst, expecting to be up all night putting him back to bed over and over again, but our first couple of nights went off without a hitch. He got in his bed, stayed in his bed, and went to sleep. But then he started to get a bit more adventurous. Fortunately, we have a video monitor so I can keep an eye on him in his bed. One afternoon during his nap, I checked the monitor and saw that he wasn't in his bed...but it was quiet - always a bad sign. So where was he and what could he possibly be doing? I crept upstairs, and on a hunch entered his room through the bathroom door. And found this:
Who sleeps on the floor when there's a perfectly good big boy bed in the room? My big boy does.