So as I pulled up to the lodge at 7p at night and I'm getting tobo out of the car he looks right at me and says "boy." Cool I think. He has a new word. Little did I know that this is tobo's new name. All things are Boy. Boy is on the bed. That is Boy's juice. Mama can have this sippy cup, Boy will be drinking out of her water bottle. The big one was last night a two hour power of wills over if Boy was going to sleep in a bed or his travel crib and if Mama was going to let him. It makes me think more seriously about a toddler bed/single bed with railing, though the really answer is he is too big for the travel crib now.
So I'm off to wake up Boy, so he can hang out with Mama and Dada.
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Is it a regular-size pack and play? Charlie still sleeps in ours, Ro slept in it until he was almost 3. Don't rush the bed thing. We didn't move Ro to a toddler bed until 2.5 or 3.
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