The End of being a Baby
Yesterday we took Creamie’s crib apart and moved her into a twin bed.
Sometime between her nap yesterday and diner she became and expert climber. And since her crib is no longer a containing device, but an accident waiting to happen, it had to go.
I hadn’t really planned on starting on her new big girl quilt until January. But her room looks very plain without all her cute crib bedding. And I miss it. She did just fine without her crib the first night. And this morning she keeps piling all her toys onto her new mattress (it’s just on the floor for now). She is so proud to have her own bed. She’s so not a baby anymore. I’ll be back later today with another Handmade Christmas post. I’m a little behind, what with the very unexpected turn of events last night. I really hope that this isn’t the end of naptime for me. I’ll cry.