Sleep Training...

So about 2 weeks or so ago, Andrew and i decided that it was time to start training Aidan to sleep in his cot, as he is too long and wriggly now to stay in the bed with us...

So this was how bedtime in the Bevan household happened, mommy and Aidan went to bed and Aidan would have his last feed and fall asleep, then later in the evening daddy would come to bed however by this time Aidan has almost successfully pushed mom out the bed and has laid claim to pretty much every inch of our queen size bed , mom and dad ended up practically sleeping on the seams of the bed whilst the smallest body of the lot, stretched out ,proud as a peacock with this feat that he managed to pull off once again! Now this was getting out of hand so we decided that it was time to train him to go down in his cot, we decide to put his camp cot into our room(so that he still has the same sights,sounds and can still smell his mom and dad's presence (nooo, I'm not talking about fart smells!)
Anyway night 1 was a complete disaster he nearly screamed the whole complex down when we tried to transfer this presumably sleeping baby into the cot...well that didn't work... anyway we waited a couple of days before we tried again, but this time mommy pulled out her DIY skills that she tends to hide, and totally disassembled Aidan's proper cot moved it through to her room and reassembled it next to her side of the bed,(now i didn't think that this would work either as he hates this cot just as much as the camp cot!)
Well that night we tried again expecting another sleepless night and after his feed next to mom, we rolled over and went into our cot! now the only time he comes into our bed is just before his bedtime to have his feed then again when (still sleeping - i might add) he climbs back in bed at round about 3-4am for his morning feed then low and behold he goes back into the cot after that...

Now this makes mommy so proud when she puts him there and he is content but last night he decided, "well OK I'm full of milk i think I'll just crawl into my cot on my own thank you very much!" that almost made my heart break because it made me feel like he didn't need my help anymore, he could now do it himself...
well anyway the point is, now all three of us have a decent chunk of bed to ourselves...

I was a GOOD boy this year, Father Christmas...

"I was a GOOD boy this year, Father Christmas... Now give me my present!" Not quite the words coming from Aidan as he sat on the FAT mans lap, it was more of a case of, "DUUUDE! I have never seen such a big grey beard like that before, are you sure it's real? if only i could reach it and give it a pull... But alas, my arms aren't long enough to get over this Fat belly!"
Oh well i guess i'll have to take his word for it!

Anyway besides not feeling totally 100% of my normal self we still had a great time at daddy's work with all the other children, even my friend Tyrone was there with aunty Gerry and uncle Kevin and his granny and grampa... there was so much food and things to see but my favourite part has got to be my funny bloon doggy that the nice fairy lady made for me, it looked like Aimee, ooooh yes and when i opened my present and saw a cool truck...
Man, it's sooooooo cool, its a blue tow truck with a red bumper and green tow hitch, but the reason it's super cool, has to be the tinted windows, i think i'm so cool cause i have a car, Wah wah wah wah wah!
well bye for now i'm going to go and have my nap and then when i wake up i'm gonna play with my truck... VROOOOOOOOOM!!!!!