The transition from crib to toddler bed has gone more smoothly that I expected. The first night, he was really tired, so we had no problems getting him to go right to sleep. The second night was a little more difficult. I think he had the realization that, “Hey, they say it’s bedtime, but I can get right off of this thing.” He refused to sleep in the bed so we put him back in the crib. On the third night, he tried that act again, but we held our ground and just closed his door, despite his protests. Ten minutes later, we peeked in and he had climbed back into his bed and passed out. Success! Since then, he’s been fussy about bedtime, but once we close his door he’ll eventually climb in his bed by himself and go to sleep.
This morning we found him on the floor, sleeping soundly on the pile of pillows beside his bed. If he fell off during the night, it must not have bothered him because he never woke up. In any case, I’m thrilled to have that old crib out of the house. It has already been donated to the local Goodwill store.
William is sleeping in a real bed for the first time tonight.
He moves around a lot in his sleep, but the crib has got to go, so we got him a toddler bed today. So far, so good. He’s been down for almost three hours without rolling out of it. We piled a bunch of blankets and pillows on the floor in case he does. I’m still just waiting for that big thud around 2am, followed by hysterical scream-crying.
Either that, or he’s going to wake up and start playing xylophone or woodblocks in the middle of the night, which should be delightful.
Along with being ridiculously busy this week, I have now officially become a victim of identity theft. Thankfully, the credit card company notified me as soon as the thief made changes to my account and I was able to put a stop to it, but the whole experience has left me feeling uneasy.
At least it’s Friday. I see a large quantity of beer in my immediate future.
Yeah, I know. We all talked about this last month, and now we know that the creators of the format pronounced it like “jif.” According to Wikipedia, they even had a cheesy play on the peanut butter slogan and would say that “Choosy developers choose GIF.”
But here’s the thing. GIF stands for “Graphics Interchange Format.” The actual word uses the hard “g,” in contrast to the developers’ instructions to pronounce the acronym with a soft “g.” As someone who tries to pay close attention to grammar and pronunciations, this bothers me.
Despite the fact that the “correct” pronunciation may be “jif,” multiple dictionaries maintain that either pronunciation is correct. Ultimately, it doesn’t bother me that much because I rarely use GIF files. I’m an EPS or PDF man, myself.
Last night, I finished off the long weekend by playing a show with my band. According to the schedule, we were supposed to go on at 10:30. However, as is usually the case with this particular venue, the headlining touring band decided that they didn’t want to stay up late and “promoted” us to be the final act of the night. I finally made it home and got into bed at 2:15.
At least I had the presence of mind to only consume four beers during the course of the night, so thankfully I have no hangover symptoms this morning.
My inner South Carolinian couldn't decapitalize "The Citadel." Plus, I really liked "Lords of Discipline."
Also, congrats surviving going there...I know some people who couldn't make it past the first year.
Thanks! I always tell people that the movie adaptation of “The Lords of Discipline” is one of my favorite comedies (I kid!). The book is much better. I actually met Pat Conroy once when he was visiting the campus.
On the Weather Channel this morning, they were interviewing vacationers on the Outer Banks of NC who were preparing to evacuate. One woman and her daughter had this to say:
Woman: I’m mad at Earl for ruining our vacation. Daughter: Mama, who’s Earl?
Having lived in North or South Carolina for my entire life, I immediately thought, “I wonder how many times a nearly identical conversation has taken place somewhere in the Carolinas, only not in reference to an approaching hurricane?”