Lincoln climbed out of his bed.
21 months. That's how old he is. Brody didn't do this until he was a bit older and when he did it, he fell out and busted his lip so he didn't try again.
Up until now, he's been sleeping in a pack and play in Logan's room. Their bodies are on much the same schedule (both morning people, Brody is much more of a night owl). He's done so well. We lay him down, he sleeps. This transition is going to kill me!
So, we packed up the crib and put the pack and play, put up the bed and went to pick out some bedding. We also went ahead and put the boys together. This way they'll be done and used to it by the time their baby sister gets here since the girls will share a room.
He's thrilled.
Mommy's scared. My nights might get a lot harder now. And what about naptime? Ahhh!





