The Crib Tent

The former blog post is absolutely ridiculous, don't even read it, it's a lie. Not even throwing away a nap seems to help this situation. For the sake of our sanity, and Nigel's, we have decided to put our goal of him staying in his big boy bed on hold. Since he can at this point, leap quite easily in and out of his crib, it poses a small problem putting him back in. So we did a little looking around, spent a little more money than we were hoping too. But it seems to be worth it. We give you, The Crib Tent-->

**With the exception of the toddler closing the baby's fingers in the door...No one was seriously harmed in the making of this film. Ezra's fingers have made a full recovery.

the napping house where everyone is....

I think it was the hope of both parties going into this marriage that our life would resemble such a book. Complete with the snoozing cat on the dozing dog on the dreaming child. And for you losers who don't know what I'm talking about..... BEST-CHILDRENS-BOOK-EVER! Really, I just feel bad for you and your deprived childhood. Unless of course you were a child before 1984, I hadn't thought of that. In which case you have only deprived the lives of your children, which is perhaps the greater crime. Don't feel too bad I'm pretty sure Grant will be counted among you, hold on *breaks to ask Grant*...No, I'm right, he has no notion of the book. You can console each other. But seriously GRANT! for such a devout napper a little shame is in order I think. So, I'll reveal to you the cover as guide to check it out at the library, or watch the video on Youtube! that's what Nigel does. Then I'll get on with the blog about napping....

SO yeah, being avid nappers Grant and I had incredibly high hopes and expectations that our children would nap till, you know, college. And we would all nap happily together till the proverbial flea came along.... seriously ya'll Read The Book!

But then Nigel moved into his Big Boy Bed, and after 2 months of staying up hours passed when he would normally be asleep, and fighting and fighting with *eh hm* encouraging and encouraging him to STAY IN BED! Oh, and trying everything else. We thought we'd try making sure he's tired enough for bedtime. At which point we both conceded to the very painful truth that we had to say farewell to naptime. And it has helped, A LOT. We are still a bit grievous over our loss here, but the pay off has been worth it. Perhaps the greatest pay off of all being the ecstasy of winning one more small battle in training our children for life. Excuse us while we bask in it.