Anywhere but my own bed

Josh is becoming such an independent little boy. At times. He's still clingy and loves cuddles and is becoming more of a Daddy's boy, but that's not what today's story is about.

Last night we had our usual routine. Amber put Josh to bed while Daniel and I read stories and watched a little Star Wars (yes, he still loves it). Josh had been in his room with the gate up for about half an hour when I brought Daniel up to go to bed.

I heard Josh snoring but I couldn't see him on his bed. It looked like he might be in a pile of blankets on the floor, but no, he had crawled into Daniel's bed with his pillow and stuffed sheep and sleeping blissfully.

Now, I have a (almost) sleeping (almost) three-year-old in my arms and I don't know what to do with him. I can't put him in Josh's bed cause he doesn't have a pillow and will likely notice right away that he's in the wrong bed when I put him down. We are lucky to have a playpen set up in our bedroom for such a time as this.

After Daniel has fallen asleep, I head off to bed. Josh starts crying almost instantly. I guess he realized something was wrong and couldn't figure out where he was. So, Amber brought Josh to bed with me and he fell asleep peacefully beside me.

Later that night, after Amber had moved Josh back to his bed and taken down the gate, the pattering of little feet can be heard in our hallway. We live in a 4-plex so there are always strange noises, but this sounded like someone on our stairs. Josh had gotten out of his bed and gone downstairs at 1:30am looking for something. He came back up and ran to our room.

I don't know what was up. He seemed to want to be everywhere but his own bed. He usually loves his bed and pillow. We took the side off his crib to make it a toddler bed and have had virtually no problems with him climbing out. But I guess he's getting older and wants to do things on his own terms.

We're heading out on a 2 week trip across the Prairies tonight, so I'm sure there will be lots of stories when we get back.