BED time!

After exactly 26 months of sleeping in a crib, Max climbed and cried his way out of bedtime behind bars.  Unfortunately the absence of the crib does not equal the absence of crying.  Or the presence of sleep.

Max finally passed out at 10pm last night; we were all exhausted from hours of fighting the crib battle.  But when he woke up at 7am this morning rearing to escape again, the crib was officially retired.

Max helped turn his baby crib into a big boy bed!

Max loves his "new" bed from the inside...

...and the outside.