The other day, I put Ivey down for a nap only to see her coming down the stairs an hour later, ladybug in hand, with a huge grin on her face. "I waked up! I happy! Out my bed!" Yes, my long legged girl climbed out of a very very low crib with ease. She was so excited that she told me throughout the day of how she "waked up!", not that she'd been asleep, of course.
It is a constant battle to keep two year old whining and temper tantrums properly dealt with, so I choose my battles. I need her to be in her room for a couple hours a day, this is the only way we can get school completed. However, I don't care if she's peacefully snoozing in her bed, peacefully snoozing in the corner, or serving plastic waffles to Pooh bear. So, I converted her crib into her new "big girl bed". She hasn't slept in it yet (she ended up sleeping at Grandmomma and Grandaddy's house last night for some one-on-one time), but she was so excited yesterday when I put up the rail. Olive was also excited, since now she can climb right up into Ivey's bed, too.
I tried to use a little of the "big girl" excitement to talk about how great it would be to not have to wear diapers anymore, and to get to wear all of these pretty panties. Ivey's still pretty uninterested in going to the potty, but she did want to put all of her panties on, at once, over her clothes. Hey, it's a start.
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