Wake up Call

We transferred Ben to a "Big Boy" toddler bed in the spring sometime. I think we had the same worry most all parents have when they are moving their toddlers from their cribs. "He will be free, he will not be caged, what will we do? He can get up and light fires, get out the knives, order pay-per-view! Our child will be a delinquent!"

Yet, for some reason our little toddler was still under the impression that he could not get out of bed without Mommy or Daddy coming in and telling him he could. Hmmmm....we liked this little arrangement! He sits up in bed and calls for us. We have an extra minute to go to the bathroom and get his milk before we go to his room. Perfect little situation... that might have all come to an end today.

I woke up at 5:45. A small blond fellow was staring at me. Tapping my cheek. "Mommy wake up now?"

I need to hide the knives and matches.