Early one morning a week or so ago Evan came in and woke up Mommy and Daddy instead of the other way around. It was quite a shock because we didn't know that he had learned to climb out of his crib.
With his new found talent of crib diving, aka diving head first in and out of his crib we decided that it was time for a big boy bed.
So off to
IKEA we went. We told Evan that we were there to find his new bed. He was very excited and as we followed the arrows around the store he was trying to climb into all the adult beds. We had to keep telling him that those beds were too big and that we needed to keep looking. When we arrived at the children's beds we said "okay Evan which one is Evan's new bed?" Before we could catch him he ran over to one of the floor models, striped down to his diaper, got into a bed, pulled the covers up, and declared that it was Evan's new bed while leaving his shirt, pants, and shoes on the floor. Coincidentally, the boy has good taste as that is the one that we ended up purchasing.
