My baby is growing up

A few nights ago while I was knitting and watching TV with my husband we heard a very loud thunk followed by some crying. Loud thunks never bode well, so I rushed upstairs to see what was the matter. Harry was out of his crib and about to pass out. He had fallen out of his crib probably while attempting a jail break. That incident combined with the accident lecture that I got at the pediatrician's office at Harry's check up pushed us to make the move out of the crib and into something a lot safer if less convenient. Being the cheap people we are he is now sleeping on his crib mattress which is placed on the floor.

Evan was in the only convertible crib and we did not really want to have to get a new toddler bed when we are not sure what the sleeping arrangements will turn out to be when we transfer this summer. My husband was thinking bunk beds but Harry will climb them and Evan can't so they are not safe for either kid. I think I will still keep my eyes out on Craig's list for a cheap toddler bed frame. but the mattress is fine for now. I let the boys go to town on the "new" bed in the hopes that the novelty would wear off by bed time. Harry went right to bed and fell right asleep so I am keeping my fingers crossed that this works out.

The boys piled right on the mattress the second they were allowed back upstairs.

This is a funny action shot. Evan had just been doing Ring around the rosies and was at the "all fall down" part when I snapped this. The pillow is still in the air, how good is my timing?

"Hey homie, just chillin at my brother's crib... mattress"

"Mmmm tasty thumb."