Showing posts with label sleepover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleepover. Show all posts

Saturday, February 6, 2010

bunk bed, part 2

A little over a month ago, we got Nile a bunk bed. Nate has been asking to sleep on the top bunk every day since then.

Finally tonight was the night. The requests had turned around: Nile has been asking us for the last few days if Nate could sleep on the top bunk. So we finally gave in and decided to go ahead and let them do it. Don't they look happy? ;)

Funny thing is, Nile has refused to sleep with a blanket or quilt over him for his entire life. The moment he found out Nate was sleeping under his comforter, Nile had to also.

Now all I am hoping is that we don't hear a crash in the middle of the night if Nate decides he needs to go to the bathroom. He has sworn that he knows how to get down, but in a sleepy stupor, I don't know how well that will work... I guess I'm also hoping that they sleep in. I do not want both of them in our room at 6 am (which is when Nate has been getting up). Maybe they will play together in their room. Wishful thinking? Probably.

Friday, March 6, 2009

road trip

Nate left on his first "overnight" trip away from us today. Now, he has spent the night at grandparents' houses, so it's not like he has never slept away from us. But this is the first time he has gone and left us at home. Grandma took Nate up tonight to visit our nephews. They are having a birthday party tomorrow, and she thought he'd like to go visit them and have more time to play. And she's totally right. He was so excited to go he could hardly wait for her to show up this morning. He even packed his own bag (with assistance) and picked out his clothes for the night. (He even reminded me to pack his toothbrush!)

But, as my little boy went off in Grandma's car for a 2+ hour drive to northern Illinois, I was sad. I know he will be fine, even great - I'm not worried about him, really. It's just that I've never had anyone take him that far away from me before - it's always been me that has been leaving him behind. My chest hurts a little even thinking about it now. I'll feel a lot better once they call and I know they are there safe and sound.

I wish I had taken a picture of him this morning, he was so proud of his packed bag. But he refused to stand still for it.