Saturday, July 2, 2011

The Morning After ...

So Thursday we converted Jace's crib into a "big-boy bed." He loves it. He's constantly climbing into and out of it. However, that night was not his best. He cried and cried. Jen cuddled him for half-an-hour or more, before he finally went to sleep.

Last night was a little different. Jen was gone, so Daddy got to control the situation his way. Instead of staying up with him, I decided to try the whole put-him-back routine. After putting him down the first time, I went downstairs, making my way back up about every 5 minutes, meeting Jace on a landing somewhere. After putting him back to sleep four times, he finally gave in and crashed. I think only four resets is pretty good for a first try at this approach. Unfortunately, something (maybe fireworks?) woke him back up about an hour-and-a-half later, and he came looking for us. It took another four times to get him to go back to sleep, after which he slept all the way through the night. When we got up this morning, I took a peek in his bedroom, and this is what I saw: