Our Little Angel

10/16/2005

After about, oh, 3 hours of bedroom anarchy: talking every book off the shelf, “riding” his rocking chair, taking his new pillow out of the pillowcase, screaming “Dad!!” about a zillion times, jumping up and down on his new bed, pulling the picture off the wall, and reading all the floor-level books twice, little Alexander finally collapsed, if not “in” bed then at least sort of on it. He was so pooped out that the Wife and I were able to clean his room, straighten his bed and put him in it, all the while taking photos of our son on his first night in his new Big Boy Bed.

I suppose it’s too late to buy a “Grande” sized crib, isn’t it?