Fingers Crossed…

Mary Clare in her Big Girl Bed

McCanless spent the night with her friend Eliza this weekend, so I thought it was a perfect opportunity to try out the big girl bed rails that have been hanging out in the attic since McCanless mastered the art of big girl bed sleeping without falling out of bed.  I swore that Mary Clare would be in her crib until she grew out of it, literally.  (We made the mistake of taking McCanless out of the crib at 18 months and regret it nightly when we feel a five-year-old foot in our side or face-She has hardly made it a night alone, all night, in her own bed since we took her out of her crib.)  Mary Clare, now, has begun to completely throw a fit when she even looks at her crib.  She hates it.  She loathes it.  She cries until she throws up when she is in it….So, here we go again.  Keep your fingers crossed!