When Bean turned one, all hell broke loose in his little world. First, we switched completely over from his bottles to sippy cups. I even packed up the bottles. An act which caused me to shed many a tear. And that same day we limited the use of his binky to his crib and (occasionally) the car when it was near his nap time. We also transitioned from Bean’s big rubber duck bath tub to the big boy bath tub.
Lots of changes for the Big Dude.
But he took them all in stride. I was so proud of him and it reminded me, once again, how resilient little kids are.
But it hasn’t been a completely error-free transition. The other day, for example, Bean was playing in his bedroom while I put some laundry away. When I turned around, he had managed to get into this little box of baby stuff that I keep on his changing table shelf. I keep extra wipes in there, some diaper rash cream, some extra shampoo – you know, just extra stuff. But what Bean had found was the binky thermometer! He looked up at me with this thermometer pacifier in his mouth, as proud as he could be that he’d managed to find a binky somewhere other than his crib! It was so funny!
Yesterday though was the best. When I was fixing lunch, Bean scooted away into the bathroom, which is his favorite place to get in trouble these days. He likes to put things in the toilet and he likes unrolling the toilet paper. Lots of fun. So, when I turned around and he was gone, I knew instantly where he was. I walked into the bathroom expecting to get ready to say, “No, no, Michael!” But what I found was that Bean had crawled into his duck bath tub that I hadn’t yet deflated. He was smiling so big, just sitting in his duck.
Gotta love my little bitty rebel without a cause…