Connor's Growing Up

Sure, its happened before. Two times to be exact. Both times it stopped just as suddenly as it started. But this time it just felt different.

The other day, Connor started climbing out of his crib again. But this time it wasn't just in the morning or when he didn't feel like napping. This time he did it when we would put him down for bed too. It was like he was saying he was ready, ready for freedom. So yesterday I converted his crib into a toddler bed. A wave of memories swept over me. It seems like yesterday that we were in the store in Edinburgh picking out a crib for the little man we now know as Connor. Yet, at the same time, that seems like a lifetime ago. I remember thinking "how practical" that it came with a little foot board to make it into a toddler bed. And here we are, 2.5 years later, turning that crib into a toddler bed.

Last night was Connor's first time in his new bed. I didn't know how he would react. He seemed very excited when we showed him his new bed. He got out of bed four times and would yell "hello" at us before one of us would go in and tell him to go back to bed. It was all cute and adorable. Then, magically, he went to sleep on his own (well, with a couple books) in his bed and slept all night.

Here he is trying out his new bed for the first time

And going to bed in it last night 

Now this is how I found his room this morning...

I'm not even sure what to say here because I have NO FREAKING CLUE why Connor would pull his mattress off his bed! But it is pretty funny.

I feel various emotions about Connor leaving his crib, and babyhood, behind. Makes me kind of sad. Somehow, I don't think I will be as sad once he finally stops wearing diapers!