On Friday of last week, on a whim, Henry and I were talking about his crib and I blurted out, "Do you want to help daddy take down your crib?" To which he replied: "Yeah!"
Do not even ask me why I picked RIGHT NOW to bring this up. Not only can I help do any normal things, I can't do a thing to help with any extra stuff---like transitioning H to his big boy bed.
But the window was open. So we went with it.
On Sunday, Henry helped Andrew take down his crib.
It took a couple of nights with Andrew having to go to sleep with him. We wondered if this would have to be the pattern for a while. Until Wednesday night.
We tucked him in. He went right to sleep. And we didn't hear from him until the next morning.
What a big boy!