Grunt, grunt, boom

These are the sweet sounds that came out of Squeaker's side of the room several times today. First during naptime, then bedtime.

So, Daddy was flying solo for naptime, which apparently didn't go well, through no fault of his own. I am not even going to talk about Little Man's 'incident'. Squeaker, on the other hand, decided it was time to go full force into the climbing out of the crib thing he has been experimenting with over the past few weeks. So, today he did it... grunt grunt boom, again and again and again. Finally, we zipped him up in the Peapod and he was off to dreamland. Anywhoo... We decided that we would prefer our child in one piece, so we converted his crib to the toddler bed this evening. It is now 9:37 and the boys are FINALLY asleep. It only took about 20 times of putting Squeaker back in bed and saying "good night", a few (not many) tears, one grunt grunt boom (dunno why he tried it again, I am pretty sure it is easier to climb off the mattress than over the side rail), some back rubbing and mommy sitting in the corner in the dark twice until he fell asleep. (Twice because apparently Little Man was not asleep and when I crept out the first time, his "mommy, where are you going" woke up Squeaker... so we had to do it all over again -- smart mommy waited until BOTH boys were asleep the second time).