Big boy bed

Nov. 4: We had a nice weekend, which is now drawing to a close.  Dad seemed to have all Grandpa’s funeral arrangements in hand, so we were left to our own devices.  Yesterday, amidst periods of playing in the leaves, we took a walk out at Cherokee Marsh.  Andrew was so beautiful running along the paths in the fall light.
After our walk, we went over to Dennis Drive to pick up a big-boy bed for Andrew.  Maretta donated the bottom bunk of her/our trundle bed for her nephew.  Saturday afternoon, we took down the crib (sniff) and set up a bed in its place.  Since then, Andrew’s been incredibly enamored with his big boy bed.  He tucks himself in and pretends to sleep for long stretches at a time.  The first couple sleeps in his new bed have gone well.  Bryan went to check on him last night after he’d been in bed for almost an hour.  He found Andrew with his quilt pulled up to his chin and his eyes wide open.  He was happy enough, but probably too full of processing thoughts to sleep.
Pictures of our Cherokee walk and of the new bed are in the gallery.