My baby girl...my baby boy...
We got Zoe her very own bed yesterday. Actually, it's a hand-me-down from her youngest cousin on my hubby's side (who's already a teenager now). It's a wooden bed with a railing on the side to protect the child from falling off. It's nice and, best of all, it's practically free! My husband picked up the bed from his parent's house yesterday. We pulled it up into our room in the attic, dressed it up with a nice thick foam and decorated its headboard with Zoe's many stuff toys. Zoe was ecstatic about the bed. She called it "her bed" and immediately pretended to sleep, saying "good night" to us even if it was just four in the afternoon. True enough, it was now "her bed" and she actually slept very soundly on it last night... Being Zoe's first time to sleep on her own (at least not in her usual crib), the mommy in me couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental. She really looks and acts like a big girl now and there's n