Saturday night Chrs convinced me to let him get out the "big boy bed" for Ari. Ari said he was ready and was so excited to have it. Played in it for the entire evening.....
Sigh my little one was growing up and I wasn't ready, not to mention he never once tried to get out of his crib and slept in it all night long. I mean come on why ruin a good thing right, he can wait until he's 5 can't he...

Anyway bedtime comes and he's all set, has his sippy cup of water (just in case) and climbs right in:)

side note, I was only ok with this because I knew last weekend he slept in a bed for each nap and bedtime.....

5 minutes into having everyone down and sleeping he starts Crying out loudly with real fear in his voice. Chrs goes in and is gone for some minutes only to return to the living room stating "I need mom".. I go in and the little guy is very upset stating he's scared and "I scared and need my bed" no amount of convincing him otherwise was going to change things, he wanted his crib back NOW and wasn't going to sleep unless it he got it...
(internally my heart is singing)
Chrs I say we need to put his crib back up, he's not going to sleep if we don't.
Upset dad reluctantly gets up and crib is brought back upstairs and put back together without the wheels on it. BONUS

Oh happy day, my little guy was no happier than I about growing up :-)