Reed update

A couple of Thursdays ago Reed woke up and climbed out of his bed, falling in the process. He wasn't hurt but it made us realize it was time to move him to a toddler bed. Theo and Beckett had been in their toddler beds for months by Reed's age (though they were also potty trained and much less enamored by going to sleep than he is). So Thursday morning I took the side off his crib and added the half-wall so he could climb in and out. He went to daycare Thursday but Thursday night when we went to put him down he was not having it. I think he was scared of falling out, so he kept trying to sleep on the floor (which I didn't really mind) and in the rocking chair (which I thought maybe wasn't the best idea, because, falling). So the next day we left Kathy and Greg to try to administer the first toddler bed nap. Which was a failure, despite Kathy's very best efforts. Then Reed was so very tired, after sleeping poorly Thursday night and then skipping nap Friday, that he fell asleep while I was briefly rocking him at bedtime, and I just set him down in the bed. He slept fine that night but Saturday morning when he came into our room in the morning ("the green light is on! Daddy, the green light is on!") and cuddled with us, he told us he didn't like his new bed because it wasn't cozy. I asked him if he wanted to have his old bed back, and he said multiple times that he did. I think he got it that he can't climb out, he has to call to us to get him out, and it's been working so far. So Jeff changed the bed back to his crib. When I went to put him down for nap Saturday he was so excited to load all his stuffed animals back in. He got right in and looked so happy and relieved. It wasn't quite right until I put the crib bumper back in. So now we're right back to the beginning but he's happy and we're happy and everyone's sleeping so we'll stay this way.

Saturday I took a look at this bedhead and decided I had to cut it.

And post-haircut, here we are at the Latin school for gallery walks with Theo and Beckett. Everyone made posters of their families and got to compare and contrast different families. I initially hated the new haircut but it's grown on me.

A couple of weeks ago Reed's daycare went to a nearby pumpkin farm as a field trip. It was on a day when Reed was with Grandma Joanie and Grandpa Stu but they decided to take him there anyway because it was a beautiful day. Both Grandma Joanie and Grandpa Stu grumbled about how hard it was to play or interact with Reed because the daycare teachers were "all over him." I dare say they were a bit jealous. So the other day when I was picking Reed up from daycare he was showing me the other classrooms, including the preschool classroom. The director of the daycare, Michelle, happened by as Reed was talking and said, "Oh, they're going to fight over who gets to have you, Reed!" And I related that my parents had thought that the teachers seemed especially interested in Reed during the field trip. Michelle responded by saying that the teachers love Reed ("and of course they love ALL the children!") but that Reed is very special. I think it's kind of neat that Reed is a favorite at daycare too, since we sure think he's a special guy here at home.

Reed is also doing awesome learning how to use the potty. (He also likes wearing a watch like his brothers.) When we're home all day and I remind him to use the potty regularly, he can have no accidents all day. He can even pee when we go out, if I remind him and take him. His brothers were more iffy about public bathrooms and using a toilet without the insert to make it smaller, but he he will almost always use the toilet in a big bathroom. He doesn't even care about getting his chocolate piece after peeing or pooping any more, it's just no big deal.