Archive for February, 2013

Big Girl Bed!

My good friend here in Boone, Betsy, has two precious little boys, ages 3 and 2.  When I was sharing with her my concerns about Zoe Kate’s transition into a “big girl bed,” she had a fabulous suggestion that she’s done with her two boys: remove the front part of the crib, to make it like a day-bed.  Brilliant!  That way, Zoe Kate’s still in her original bed while she gets used to the wide-open-spaces.

Matt and I were experimenting with the crib on Friday afternoon, to make sure we could, in fact, remove the front of the crib without it all falling apart.  Once we removed it, we asked Zoe Kate, “Do you want to sleep in a big-girl-bed tonight?”  For a girl who doesn’t do change well, she was uncharacteristically game for it.


So we proceeded to talk it up big time, lest we all have a rough night of sleep ahead of us.  Then we gave her the rules: no getting out of bed – for any reason – until the clock turns green in the morning.  If you need us, just start talking: we will hear you.  And if you get out of bed, we will know it, and you will be in trouble (I know some parents don’t choose to make this rule, but once we saw her excitement for the big-girl-bed and her perceived freedom to play on her nursery slide all night long, we knew we needed to give her boundaries).


My friend Millie told me about this clock, where you set it to change colors at a certain time in the morning, to communicate to your child when it’s ok to get up. Brilliant!

The next morning at 7:30am (when the clock turned green, of course), Matt went upstairs to get her.  “I slept all night long in my big-girl-bed!”  She was so proud of herself!  Of course, we were, too.  So naturally, we celebrated with chocolate-chip pancakes.  Little does she know that she’s going to have to give Reid that bed in the next few months.  But we’re not telling her that, yet.




Until flu and RSV season are over, Reid is being quarantined in the home (just as a precaution, so that his immune system can concentrate solely on continuing to heal his heart).  In case you didn’t do the math, that means that Zoe Kate and I are basically quarantined, as well.  It’s snowy-winter season these days, anyways, but sometimes I do feel like crawling the walls.

Zoe Kate is a very physical and social child (read: doesn’t do crafts well).  So being inside all day and mostly by herself, she’s been forced to find other hobbies.  So what do we do all day?  We read.  We play red-light, green-light.  We jump on the bed to “Call Me Maybe”.  We feed and burp Reid.  We play basketball.  We lay on the bed and watch videos (I’m not super-mom).  We cook.  And there’s a lot more discipline going on these days.  She’s doing really well to have such strict limitations, but she’s 2.  And she’s bored.  And she likes to disobey (don’t we all?).  I actually have some newfound confidence in parenting recently, learning that it’s true – that when I discipline well, my children will actually respect me more.  Somedays, however – if it’s Mom vs. Kids – they win.  My hope and prayer is that most days, we all win.


ZK and Matt went sledding in our backyard. She loved it!


Zoe Kate’s favorite book these days


One of ZK’s best friends these days

What does Reid do all day?  Sleep.  Grunt.  Lay around.  Eat, poop, and pee.  And generally, impress us all by his all-around cuteness.


Sisterly Love

One of the many questions we had on the edge of meeting Reid was “How is Zoe Kate going to handle not being an only child anymore?”  She is one passionate little girl, so we prepared ourselves for the worst.  Oddly enough, she really loves him!  In fact, most of the time, Mommy and Daddy are in the way (because we discourage her by saying things like “when you hug him, please don’t lay on top of him” or “please don’t try to open his eyes with your fingers” or “burp him on his back, not his tummy”).  Whenever I go to get ZK from her nap, “Baby Reid” is the first thing she asks for.  Whenever he’s sleeping, she wants to wake him up.  Whenever I’m holding him, she wants to “pet” him on the head or kiss him.  It really is pretty adorable.

So, in honor of this sweet tenderness we see in Zoe Kate, we’d like to share some of the evidence.