They all said "just wait, its coming!" I was truly skeptical.
That is until the day Grayson turned 2. Zack came in from the garage and said he thought he heard G get out of his bed and that he thought he was playing. Sure enough I went in there and for the last hour or so he had been trashing his room. What fun that was for him. Completely uninterupted play, with whatever he could reach!
So we left things the way they were thinking it was a quick phase (quiet down all you people snickering) and he would learn to stay in his bed again. The novelty would tire. It didn't. More often than not, we caught him sleeping in his rocker.
So we figured maybe he was having a hard time getting back in or was too lazy or something so we took one side off his crib and converted it into a toddler bed. Same thing. In the chair we found him.
So after Jesse moved out (that's another post all together) we took the "guest bed" and other furniture that had been in Jesse's room and put them in Grayson's room. Now he has a big (and I mean BIG) boy bed. A queen! It took a few days to a week to get used to staying in it and not trying to come to bed with us or get out and play but now he gets in his bed and says nitey nite and "I yuve ooo mama!" and then he goes to sleep!
Who knows how long it will last but so far so good. I can't believe my little boy is growing up!
And so is his room!