(ha ha ha ha…)
Excuse my wishful thinking. As every parent of a big kid knows, the big-kid bed transition is the time they realize you can’t MAKE them go to sleep. You can’t even MAKE them stay in their room.
Since we assembled this bed last Friday, I have been convincing him to stay in the bed using a random and mutually-stressful combination of nursing him to sleep, cuddles, spankings, intimidation, shouting (I’m not proud of it, but there it is) and positive reinforcement (peeking in to “catch him in the act” of actually STAYING in the thing).
Oh, plus we brought up the gate for the door, so at least he can’t get too far ‘till he learns to climb over it. The reason we set up the bed now, by the way, is because he was climbing out of his crib onto the dresser. Rather than put him in that unsafe situation, we decided to abolish the crib once and for all.
Anybody need a crib???