Morning

Wee B has a new crib. It's his big boy bed, and despite our fear that he would not take to it, he seems to love it.

This is his third bed - he had a small carry cot that lasted until he was 3ish months (as he was too big for it), he has slept in a pack and play from 4 months until now (an emergency buy when our cooperate apartment was missing the promised crib), and now he has his real crib.

Wee B is a big boy - height wise he is in the 99th percentile but in this crib he looks tiny again

We figured now he was more aware of his surroundings the move may be an issue, but some dino sheets and it is all good. Most mornings Wee B will wake up and chatter to the dinosaurs on the sheets for 20 minutes before the cry of mum,mum,mum comes through the monitor

He loves to sleep on his tummy, even though we put him down on his back and he fidgets all night, sometimes rotating round the crib.

I love the fact that when we come in to see him first thing we get a big smile as he practices pushing up