We took a long weekend for S's first Father's Day and enjoyed some relaxing time near the water. Baby M took some serious naps in his Bob on the deck and enjoyed his new red tree swing.
We decided that because baby M had spent two restless nights in a pack-n-play, we'd continue with the upheaval and make the switch to the crib straight away. S unpacked all of the pieces before his helpers joined him to read the instructions while I put sheets on the mattress airing out in the guest room.
At 7:20 we lay baby M down in his new crib, fully assembled and larger than life. I stood speechless for a few minutes as I watched my baby twirl around 180 degrees, grab his lovey and scoot himself tight into the corner as if he were still in his little cradle. The crib is seriously huge.