The Beginning

Part I:  Let Him Be Free 

We've been talking about getting Noah his toddler bed about as long as f.o.r.e.v.e.r.  But then something would come up...Like a house payment; my unwillingness to loosen the cord just a bit; being out of town; wanting to hold onto this part of him a little bit longer; getting caught up in a chaotic week; hesitation over freeing a child who has been contained by four walls his whole life...Does anyone remember the 'Vaseline Incident' with Izzie?  She was younger then Noah when she got her bed, but she's always been more well behaved then Noah so who knows what trouble Noah would delight himself in.

We planned on getting Noah the same bed as Izzie.  Izzie loves her bed and so do we.  It was affordable the first time around, but this time we got an even better deal.  With shipping Izzie's bed was $127.  For the last few months, the bed has been running around $87.  A couple of weeks ago, Kris and I finally decided to seal our fate and order Noah his freedom.  When I looked online, the price was $68, Booyah!  Plus, I got super saver free shipping.  Last week, I went online again to check the price and it had gone back up to $87.  A little blessing perhaps?  His bed arrived in less than a week and Bam!  We were ready to go.

Noah, not so much ready.  He was tired and disagreeable, but he was really excited about his new bed.  He was celebrating on the inside people.  

First we had to take apart the crib.  And by we, I mean Kris.  I had to keep the kids in check and document every moment.

Noah decided to check out the scene.

Progress...

Izzie wanted to make sure Daddy was being careful.

Rarely seen in photos...

an image taken while in captivity.

Curious...

About time Noah helped out.

This was all for him after all.

What's in the box?

Oh, the anticipation.  For real, the box was giving Daddy and Noah grief.

Izzie-(spoken in disbelief) 

"Is that Noah's bed?"

"Is it in pieces?

"Do we have to put it together?"

At first, Noah was more interested in the foam pieces.

 Until, the bits stuck to his hands and we all know how Beast feels about having anything on his hands.

To be continued...Relax.  I'm posting the next one in a few.  I just didn't want to put a million pictures in one post.