Friday, March 5, 2010

Our Little Boy.

Tonight at bedtime, I told Cub it was time for bed and he led me into his bedroom. I told him he could pick a book and he did (Gossie, it's one of his favorites). He pulled it off the shelf, handed it to me, and settled into my lap. He drank his sippy cup of milk while I read the book. When we finished, I asked him to please put the book away and he did, and then I told him it was time to say nigh-night. He handed me his sippy cup, walked over to his little step stool, and crawled into bed. I handed him Mr. Lion, kissed his head and told him how much I loved him, and shut the light off before I left the room.

He was a very good boy tonight, but I'm not writing to brag. We have our share of challenges, too.

I'm writing because I can't believe it was only a few months ago when I was rocking him and singing to him before laying him in his crib. And now he crawls into bed himself.

I'm proud and kind of sad at the same time!

That's all.



  1. Awe, what a big boy! I remember those days too...

    They grow up way too fast.

  2. Once again, I repeat: tell him to stop growing up so fast. He is a little man.

  3. Okay, you're giving me hope with the "big" kid bed business. We are going to switch Livy over after we get back from vacation. Hope it goes well for us

  4. Ugh. It took Henry 2 hours to fall asleep last night in his toddler bed. It was a huge battle. Tonight only took an hour. Maybe one night we can have an idyllic scenario like yours.

    Sigh. And yes - they do grow up way too fast.