Wablee

For a few months now I've been trying to talk Mike into letting us switch rooms with Connor. Connor at his young age has acquired many a toy and we were just running out of space in his room and my living room was being taken over aggressively! Finally, after this past Christmas, Mike caved and agreed to the switch.

Yesterday we started in on it, and boy was it a task I was not prepared for. There was no set plan... we just started moving things... that was the first bad idea. I attempted to disassemble Connor's crib and move it across the hall. As I entered the doorway I heard a loud snap and knew instantly what had happened. I broke my baby's crib! It was the worst feeling ever. We didn't know what to do. We had two options; Buy a new crib that he'll probably only use for another couple of months, or proceed to the big boy bed. We chose the latter.







I think he likes it. He slept in it for a good 5 hours last night before waking up and crawling into bed with us. We definitely have a long road ahead of us but we're up for the challenge! ...I think.

Oh and I broke his dresser too... it was a bad night.