Big Dinosaurs, Big Bed, Big Church

It's been a milestone weekend in the Corbin household. On Saturday, we went to The Sam Noble Museum of Natural History.  Cooper had a blast petting a bull snake, playing under a life size bronze statue of a mammoth and seeing amazing dinosaur bones.  He cousins (P & M) came along, too.  They had lots of fun exploring.

After we left the museum, we grabbed a quick lunch and starting heading for home. We decided to make an impromptu trip to the furniture store to look at big boy beds for a certain little man. We really have no need to take him out of crib. We've been talking about it since he is pretty well potty trained. He will need to get out of bed to go peepee on his own at some point. Really, I think we just both have the itch to redecorate.

So anyway....we go to store and look around a little. Of course the only thing we saw that we really like was going to be almost $1000.  For the bed alone. Seriously?!?! He's a toddler, not the king of the world!  Granted, the best would probably be the last one we would ever buy him, but that just seemed ridiculous. So, needless to say, we left empty handed.

After we got home, Cooper kept asking, "Where my big boy bed?"  We didn't realize that he even put two and two together. But apparently he was jazzed about the idea, so we decided to roll with it. We torn down his crib {tear} and made a mad dash to Target for non-girly sheets. We ended up with a great blanket, a fun pillow and some will-do-for-now sheets. He has slept in his big boy bed like a champ! Now if we could just convince him that it's okay to get out when he wakes up. I know most of you parents out there are hating me right now for that. But he just stays in his until we come in to get him. On second thought, maybe that isn't such a bad thing. See this post for some emotional gushing about the whole experience. By the way - I totally feel like the mom in Love You Forever because I love to sneak into his room and sit by his bed. I know - creepy.

Tanner plays in the band at church about 3 Sundays out of 4. They generally practice on Thursday nights.  We take this opportunity to go out for dinner most weeks. This week, we went to Chick-fil-A and then went to practice to watch Daddy for a few minutes. Cooper LOVED it!!!  When we got to church on Sunday, he practically begged to go watch Daddy play.  I was being Softy-Mom so I took him into "Big Church" with me.  He did incredibly well! We had to get up once to take a potty break and he got a little restless toward the end. Overall, I'm very proud of how my little man behaved. I don't think we will make this a habit just yet though. He loves playing with class and I love actually getting to hear the sermon! Haha!

So.......big weekend! Fun weekend!

Big boy bed

Cooper is sleeping in a twin bed all by himself the very first time. It's a bittersweet day. 

On a whim we decided to go to the furniture store while we were out today. Tanner and I had both been thinking about the bed thing but neither of us said anything. At the store we looked at big boy beds, but Cooper didn't seem too impressed. Then we got home and he kept asking where his bed was. We talked about it a decided to just go for it. 

We have two twin mattresses in the guest room. We decided to move the crib out and put a mattress and box springs on the floor for now. I'm sensing a DIY upholstered headboard in Coop's future. 

I just snuck into his room to check on him. I felt like I was reenacting "Love You Forever" creeping in to peek at him. I had a fleeting memory of sleepless nights spent nursing and rocking and patting him to sleep. I waited until the air conditioner would kick on to try to make my escape hopeful that low hum would cover the sound of the door. And now I want to sneak back in love on him after he's asleep. 

I just can't believe we are already here. My heart aches a little for gummy grins and baby snuggles. Not with just any ol' kid, but with my Cooper-man. It's amazing how a little thing like twin sheets can make memories flood back and make me want to stop time. But, as motherhood has taught me: for better or worse, this too shall pass.