About two weeks ago, as nap time was wrapping up, Noelle appeared on the first floor in front of me, with two little feet echoing close behind. Uh oh.
"Noelle, did you get Kellen out of his crib?"
"No mom, he just climbed out." This was followed by something such as, "Isn't that awesome?"
No, sweetheart. That isn't awesome. That is what we call a game changer. Especially when Bryan and I made our way upstairs and watched Kellen's moves. Yes, indeed, he had climbed down on his own (you can never believe everything your 4-year old tells you). And no, it wasn't the safest of methods.
My mom has been asking me for months when I am moving Kellen out of his crib. His sister was out at 15 months. With Kellen two came and went and he was still happy as could be in his crib. And at night, he still would be. He loves that bed with a passion that is great. So when this climbing out situation occurred just short of 2.5 years I had been banking on the fact that we would need to bribe the little guy out of his crib sometime as we potty trained him, you know right before he turns 4 or so since potty training went oh so well with Noelle. This climb out threw me for a loop. But then, the next morning it was as if the event had never happened. The six times he had demonstrated this climbing out skill seemed to be erased from his mind, as Kellen stayed firmly in place the next morning waiting for mom or dad to lift him out of the crib. Awesome, I thought, we are safe from late night visits for a few more months.
Just when I thought we were safe, Kellen decided he would no longer take naps in his crib this past weekend. As soon as I put him down for his Friday nap he decided to stand up and put his leg over the side of the crib, daring me to leave the room. We played this game for a few minutes until I decided to lay him in my bed. There he curled up and went down without a problem. The next day the same thing happened at nap time. He did finally end up sleeping in his crib when his initial 1.5 hour nap in my bed wasn't sufficient (he had a cold and we learned yesterday, an ear infection also) but he had no desire to sleep in his bed. So Bryan asked Kel if he wanted a big boy bed and after our family viewing of Frozen, the Saxton family journeyed upstairs to remove the front of Kel's crib.
Our crib converts to a toddler bed and then a full-size bed but has no railing. Kellen went to bed without much of a problem (I did need to usher him back in to his bed and away from his toys once or twice but it wasn't bad) and did great until he fell out around 2 am. At that point he ran down the hall telling me he had fallen (don't worry friends, it is like 8 inches) and I scooped him up and laid with him until he fell back asleep. He did fine the rest of the night. Kellen napped fine in his big boy bed on Sunday and night two was pretty uneventful as well after the first ten minutes or so passed. Bryan and I were in the basement watching TV when I thought I heard a noise. A quick run upstairs later, I found both my children sitting on Kellen's bed and Noelle was reading him books. They were adorable but I mentioned that they could probably wait til morning for their reading fun. They both went right to bed and Kellen did great until he fell out again around 6 am.
On Monday I picked up a bedrail from a friend. Unfortunately it was for a twin bed, not a toddler bed, and it doesn't fit on his bed correctly. Since it was not a great fit, Bryan and Kellen built a wall at the edge of his bed with his stuffed animals. Kellen thought it was fabulous. When I checked on Kellen around 9:30 last night the wall was still firmly in place and Kellen was under his blankets, two sure signs that he never even got out of bed to play around after we tucked him in. Yay! And this morning he was still in bed with the animal wall in check. Success!
So three nights and two naps in, we certainly aren't through the storm but so far the big boy bed is going much better than expected.