A story of a boy and his bed

Once upon a time (last week), Daddy decided Ezra was too big for his crib, so he built a "big boy bed" that vaguely resembled a boat. :)


Ezra was SO excited when it was finally finished and moved into his room.


...until Daddy tried to put him in it... then he turned around and ran out the door screaming "No, no, no!!!"


But alas, Ezra's fat little white legs don't run very fast; Daddy grabbed poor Ezra, hauled him back to his bedroom and tried to put him in his new bed....

Notice the tears. :(

So for several days, the "big boy bed" was a "boat" and it was occupied all day long by little sailors going on faraway adventures... except at nap time and bed time when it sat empty, while Ezra very happily slept in his "other bed" (as he called his pack-n-play). And Daddy and Mommy pulled out their hair and lamented all the hours put into building the bed and envisioned a 16 year old still sleeping in a crib.


But one day at nap time, after a particularly tiring morning, Ezra was too tired to fight, so he went to sleep in his "boat bed" and has been sailing away to sleepy land ever since (for the past 2 days), while the pack-n-play is folded up and neatly packed away... forever.


The end.