Here is a picture of her crib before Robert transformed it into the "big girl" bed... looking at it still makes me tear up!
The fun is just beginning...
So far Kendyll has been following the "big girl" bed rules: no jumping on it at bedtime, do not get out of bed, when you wake up call for momma, and you can not call for momma unless it is daylight out. One incident to report. Early Monday morning, at 4:30, Kendyll was calling for me. "MOMMA" I heard through the monitor.
I race to her door and say, "What's the matter?"
"HELP!" she screams.
"Where are you?"
I run over to her bed and she somehow managed to get herself turned around in the middle of the night. Her head is down at the end of her bed, stuck under her covers because the side rails have her covers tight on each side of the bed. I pull back the comforter, and only see her feet kicking to get out. After I pulled her out, she told me that she was "hiding" (not sure why) and she got stuck down there. That night I was a little worried about putting her to bed, but she wasn't afraied of getting stuck again. Phew! Crisis averted.