After the escapades surrounding yesterday's nap, last night's bedtime, and repeated attempts at today's nap, we removed the front rail. My hope is that the novelty of jumping over the railing will be removed and he'll just stay in bed. Maybe I'm naive. Only time will currently tell. And as to the "rolling off the bed" issue, I figure it's a much shorter and safer fall than the over-the-top-rail plummet. I laid out a pallet of two thick blankets for the just-in-case. (Ok, for the inevitable.) I even took a picture of my knuckleheadappotamus in his first night of a big boy bed. I think a small part of me wanted the camera close by in case he also decided to sleep in some completely unpredictable, but absolutely adorable contortion.
When we began "bedtime," he kept laughing at me and trying to get off the bed. After a few minutes of that nonsense, we decided DADDY would do the putting to bed. At least for tonight. After a few additional minutes of just the two of them, Lino asked firmly but kindly for Jackson to stay on the bed and walked out of the room. We sat there with bated breath, hovering over the monitor and wishing we had a video monitor. We listened for tell-tale signs of him playing or reading or doing other non-bed related activities. We heard none. It was the familiar sounds of him babbling that he makes most nights. Ten minutes after Lino put Jackson to bed, he went downstairs. But not without opening the latched door to check on him.
Sure enough, he was still on his bed. I peeked in a few minutes afterwards. He was sitting up, but was on his bed. Both times, he saw us. Both times, he didn't cry. And most impressively, both times, he stayed put. It's only been twenty-five minutes thus far. But maybe, just maybe, this will be an easier undertaking than I expected. Only time, and the morning, will tell...
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