Auden has officially moved up in the world of bed ownership. We've converted his crib into a toddler bed. It's amazing we've held on to the pieces all this time, since we never used the convertible aspect of the crib with Logan. He went directly to a twin bed to make way for baby brother. We were inspired to convert (the crib, that is) last week after Auden opened his own door, walked out, and said, "Morning!"
I'm sure he could have stayed in the crib for a while longer, but having just talked to my neighbor, whose granddaughter had recently broken her arm after attempting to crawl out of her crib and is now sporting a nifty elbow-to-shoulder cast, I was a little paranoid. But converting the bed just wasn't enough furniture change--I also shuffled around the arrangement of his dresser and chair, since he was using the chair to climb up on his dresser, where I used to store the chest balm and petroleum jelly, which he has been known to smear liberally into his hair. I feel like my life revolves around concocting plans to circumvent injuries or yuckiness. By the way, if you ever need to remove petroleum jelly from anyone's hair, don't wash the hair, but rub baking soda into it, then brush it out. Thanks, Internet, for that pearl of wisdom.
It's been a strange and sweltering summer...Auden's become a parrot, repeating everything back to you...Yes, even the things you don't want him to repeat. I kept hearing "God darn it!" repeated back to me several times this morning on the way to taking Logan to preschool. I'm really thankful that's all that came out of my mouth after the morning we had.
Oh yeah, so Logan's just started preschool. How crazy is that?! And he's discussing the news with us. In terms of difficult "milestone conversations," I think talking to him about the birds and the bees will pale in comparison with talking to him about a mass shooting. "But why did he do it?" "Well, that's really what we'd all like to understand and probably never will." I was worried about upsetting him with the news of what happened in Colorado--actually, he summarized the news story we had heard earlier that evening while listening to NPR in the car. But once he knew he wasn't going to get a good answer about why this guy did this horrible thing, he just kind of dropped it. I guess I wish that were my reaction, too.
