The "BIG GIRL BED"

The day before we left for Paris, we received the most INCREDIBLE, THOUGHTFUL gift from another couple in our building - a homemade bed done up with girlie colours!  All we had to do was purchase a single mattress and a guard rail and VOILA, our crib baby is (soon to be) a memory of the past.  How did that happen?!  ANYONE?

We've been thinking about transitioning Nory out of her crib for some time now.  She sleeps like me (ah-hem, in a way that makes it ESPECIALLY DIFFICULT to find a soul mate), so we figured it was time to eliminate any legs-and-arms-caught-in-the-bars situations and to give our 'sleeping' starfish a little more wiggle room overnight.  She hasn't officially slept in it yet (an early wake-up for the airport was stressful enough), but she played in it NON-STOP all afternoon/evening the day Phil made the switch.  She kept yelling "BED!!!!!!!!" and would demand that you "COME...............PEASE!" as she dashed down the hallway and climbed into her new (favourite?) space.  It was the sweetest thing.  And the most terrifying.  Mostly because she's into jumping unexpectedly off of things right now.  And it seems to coincide with those times that you're preoccupied and not giving your all in terms of supervision.  (Now we can see where the head dive at the airport hotel came from.  The "two, two" count she had leading up to it would have been much cuter had she have landed on her feet.)

She also demanded for certain stuffed toys....and shoes....to join her for playtime on the bed.

Of course she believes the route of MOST resistance is the best choice.

Wish us luck as we reluctantly embrace a new era of freedom....with a child who's as energetic as all get out.....even when she is sleeping.  Also, I'm pretty sure NOBODY was joking when they told us that, after becoming parents, we'd never sleep again.  Thanks for the heads up.