Fox was still sleeping in his crib until we moved to DC -mostly because we couldn't bring his crib with us. So he went right into sleeping in a big bed as soon as we got here. It only took a day or two for him to adjust, which was awesome. He'd even nap! (that was what I was most worried about). It's kind of no wonder he goes right to bed -that bed is so stinkin comfortable! Camaron and have been very envious, as our bed here is rock-hard. Anyway, Cam and I have been counting our blessings that this ended up being another one of many transitions we had to make in this move that has gone very smooth ...or at least it was.
These last two weeks or so, kiddo has suddenly decided to take at least an hour to go down each night. Always crying, requesting more bedtime songs, requesting sour gummy worms (so my child), and sneaking out to jump on the couch -all the while being super cute so we'll give in to his constant anti-sleep requests (we're so weak). Then he finally goes to sleep. And then a little while later, we go to sleep. And then a little while later (usually around 4am), we'll wake to Fox either knocking on his door and politely asking for us, or to him poking us from the side of our bed.
Then comes the Fox antics in our bed. Seriously, how is this kid not exhausted after staying up way past bedtime and then jumping in our bed all night??? I know I am. This is just a phase, right? Mama does not do well without a god night's sleep.