empty crib...

Our little man Fritz moved out of his crib yesterday.  He wore me down with his incessant getting out of the crib rather than going to sleep for nap or bed time.  I was hopeful that he would be convinced by my "tales" that big kids get to sleep in big beds but they DON'T get out.  Nap time in the big boy bed went off without a hitch.  Bedtime was equally good.  Sadly, my little 8am riser was at my bedside at 6:25 this morning.  But he was happy and we cuddled a bit.  Even though you correct me every time Fritzi, I'll still call you baby.