Fire Truck Bed

Tonight the Littlest officially and finally transitioned out of his crib (2.5 yrs old yikes!) and into his big boy fire truck bed handed down by his brother. It has since been used by a close family friend and also his cousin. One thing's for sure, when we buy something, we make SURE we get it's money's worth. Of course, we clean whatever it is, wash it, wipe it down, make it look like new, and they don't care and will never know. I am not too proud, no way! Back when we bought it for the Oldest, he was two I think. I want to say we spent $149 on it. Ish; give or take. So that was 6.5 years ago. It's been used ever since but just moved homes a few times :).

Another change in the blink of an eye. I'm told to not focus on potty training due to his constipation issues. So I'm not. But I am. I mean, I'm not. But we talk about it a lot and we watch this DVD called Potty Power and he's going to have to do it when he's ready. It's ok. When the medicine really kicks in and we get on a (no pun intended) 'regular' schedule ;) then we'll try again. For now, I'm just lettting the idea take a slight back seat. Yes maa'm Ms. Pediatrician. :) Gotcha.

What's next? College? Phew.
That was then; the Oldest when he was two. Wow. Six and a half years later and a world of change. Then we've got the Defiant one below. That boy....he gives me a run for my dollars. :)




This was tonight. Boy was he excited when he saw that bed in his room. I told him he's not allowed to get out of that bed till morning. Hmph. We'll see how THAT goes. I have to be that hard ball with him. If I give him one inch of leeway, he's GONE in a flash. I have learned.

Great memories. All of them.
Jenn