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Archive for January 24th, 2010

Notice the crib in yesterday’s photos?

See anything different?

Guess who’s now in a toddler bed. And loving it.

Me? Not so much. I didn’t want to do this quite yet – not because I want to keep her a baby (except I really do) but because she likes her crib. She sleeps well in it and has never so much as made an attempt to climb out so I was planning to keep her in the crib until she was at least 16 (or until she didn’t fit anymore). Unfortunately my surgery made it impossible to lift her over the side and with J’s imminent return to work we had to make the change.

I expected the first nap would be traumatic.

Or not, apparently. She read her book, rearranged her stuffed animals to her liking, and promptly went to sleep.

And yes, the crib bumper is still in there. She likes it and it keeps her head from bonking into the bars so I’m all for it.

Of course, she was eager to take her nap because a playdate with Izzy was planned at a local playground for later that afternoon. It was warm (for January) and we wanted to get out for a little while. It was only my second post surgery excursion but I knew that between J and our friends someone would be able to chase her if needed while I sat down and watched/took pictures.

Thank heavens for her new BFF, Alexis – who is Isabelle’s older (teenage) sister.

She did the lion’s share of the toddler chasing and entertaining – leaving us parents to chit-chat and observe the goings-on. And allowing just enough time for me to slowly freeze to one spot on the bench since the sun disappeared shortly after our arrival and the temp dropped dramatically. I always seem to underestimate the effects of major surgery as J had to nearly drag me to the car as I was so sore from sitting in one place and so tired from being out for about an hour. An HOUR! What a wuss, eh.

Although it was awfully cute seeing Ava try to help me up, complete with a demonstration of how to stand, and support me as I hobbled/limped/walk-crawled back to the car. What a sweet baby, oops – I mean big girl – she is.