Last night while I was at work Mike converted Logan's crib into a toddler bed. When I got home Logan took me upstairs to show me his big boy bed. He was so proud of it – especially the fact that he can now jump out of bed. I was worried that putting him to bed last night would be rough. We got all of his stuffed animals in bed with him along with his juice. He didn't get out of bed once. I'm sure it's a fluke and tonight will be much rougher. This morning I was lying in bed debating if I should get up and shower and a couple of minutes later Logan wandered into the bedroom. I lifted him onto our bed and we watched some cartoons. It was a nice way to wake up – much better than the screaming that I'm used to hearing.
Before he got into the bath last night he did another first too. He sat on the potty without a diaper or clothes on. He freaked out after a couple of seconds but once he got down he flushed the toilet. We gave him lots of praise and told him what a good boy he was. We'll see if this is the beginning of potty-training.