racecar bed!

We finally took Olsen out of his crib and into a twin bed. Miraculously, he had never tried to climb out of his crib and he slept so well in it that we felt no rush to get him out of it. But I thought the ability to get out of bed might help him learn to go to the bathroom at night instead of wearing a diaper for nap and bed. To make the transition fun, we got him his very own racecar bed. He was so excited about it and helped Adrian put it together. But that first night he wasn't quite sure about it and needed a lot of cuddles and reassurance. He has been in the bed for three nights now, and every night it is the same, where we get some resistance but then he sleeps so well, I have to wake him up in the morning to get to school. He looks so small in the bed compared to his little crib mattress.


driving!

ah, the tortuous threes!

okay, first off, Olsen is a very sweet, kind boy. He has been nothing but loving to Jovie and when he's playing with his toys he'll say, "When Jovie gets older, I will share this and this with her." HOWEVER, he can have a complete meltdown in an instant over a very small thing and cry very, very loudly. He might be the loudest person in the world in those moments. Tonight, he wouldn't put his toys away and kept saying, "I'm tired." I tried to help him by breaking the task down into smaller, more manageable tasks, but he just wouldn't do it. I finally told him that if he couldn't clean up his toys that he wouldn't be able to play with them anymore. He said okay. I don't know why but it made my blood boil to see how uncaring he was about the whole thing (in retrospect, maybe it's good that he is willing to accept his punishment?). So I gathered all his toys and threw them in the outside trash. And he still didn't care! He even brought me another toy to put in the trash. I sent him to bed without any stories, and now I have to dig his toys out and find a place to hide them. :|