Last night we finally bought bunk beds for Peter. The kid is in heaven. We've been talking up his 'big boy bed' for a few weeks now hoping he'd be able to make the transition from toddler bed to full size bed easy. Especially with the new baby coming, we didn't want him to feel like the new kid on the block had stolen his bed.
As you can probably guess, our little man loves 'em. As soon as we got them all set up (okay, as soon as Trav got them set up with me offering encouragement along the way) he immediately climbed up the ladder and made himself right at home. Since we didn't get a mattress for the top bunk yet, we had him sleep on the bottom (thank goodness) but even then, I was scared silly he'd fall out of bed. Luckily, he went right to sleep and didn't fall out once. But that may be because of all the blankets and pillows I had piled up along the edge and on the floor. Sneaky me.
A funny side note: Peter is still calling the baby 'baby Petey.' In fact, he refuses to even consider other names. Whenever I suggest something he'll say, "No Mama! His name is Baby Petey!" very insistent-like. We think it's pretty funny and have even taken to calling him P2 or baby Petey too. Oh well, thankfully we have a few more months to come up with something. In the meantime, I always think of this hilarious song every time he calls him "baby Petey."
Petey's so lucky - I tried to talk my Peter into getting bunks for us . . . but, my idea didn't get too far. Enjoy them for me Petey-boy! (by the way, you're looking an awfully lot like your Daddy in your pictures!)
Emmy didn't like the name Nancy and refused to call her that for months after she was born. She even went so far as to tell my grandmother Nancy, who she's named for, that she didn't like the name. Ooops. I'd hold off on the upper mattress for a while, because what you really need to be worrying about it Peter figuring out how to jump on the top bunk and then, how to jump off the top bunk. Maybe buy the kid a helmet :)
I see no need to worry. From the pic it looks like there's a soft landing just below the top bunk. Besides, you used to eject out of the top bunk of your bed fairly regularly when you were about Pete's age. I think that started after we got tired of "rescuing" you -- you'd climb up on the top bunk and then start crying. Our response time kept getting slower and slower until finally you just started dropping off the top bunk. Oh, the trials and tribulations of being a 3rd child . . .
Peter: You should never hide your talent under a bushel. Especially if that talent is farting. Because pretty soon it's going to get really stuffy under there.
8/23/18
Mom: Nora, you're so strong and brave. You can do anything!
Nora (slyly): ... even watch a movie?
8/22/18
Nora: Are you impressed with me that I'm a cheetah?
5/14/18
Nora (singing): Blah Blah Black Sheep, have you any wool?
2/10/18
Nora, pretending to be Benji, to get Peter to let her in his room: (cue deep, gravelly voice) Open up. It's me, Benji.
2/17/18
Travis: It was a bloodbath.
Benji: Oh, I would be so scared to get in that water. I would never get in that tub.
Michelle: haha no, buddy. People weren't actually taking a bath in blood. It's an expression.
11/2017
Nora to Benji: Hey, you wanna play that game again?
(I hear this about 5 times every single day)
7/2017
Nora: Mailed it!
(she means 'nailed it')
6/15/17
Nora: Can I have some more bugglegum? (bubblegum)
6/2017
While pretending to read aloud from her journal, Nora: Poopy pants is not my fault.
2/29/16
Benji: Fee Fi Fo Fum...Who wants a taco?
9/6/15
Me: "So Benji, what did you do at school today?"
Benji: "Oh you know, a little of this, a little of that."
6/28/15
I was trying to explain to the boys what Anne of Green Gables was about when I told them that she is an orphan. Benji piped up immediately with, "Oh you mean like Batman?"
4/15/15
As I was taking Peter to the doctor one day, he told me, "Mom. Did you know I love books? They are like my home. Whenever I read them, it's just like I'm home."
3/8/15
Benji's new word for anything he doesn't know the name for is "thing-a-ding" As in, "Where's my thing-a-ding, Momma?"
3/2/15
We picked some asparagus from the garden and Peter said: "Let's cook it and have it for dessert!" Asparagus. For DESSERT.
10/17/14
While driving home:
Benji: Dad, sometimes when you close your eyes, do you see bats?
Travis: Um, no. [pause] When you close your eyes and see bats are they good bats or bad bats?
Benji: [looking at Daddy like he is crazy pants] When I close my eyes I do not see bats!
5/1/14
I asked Benji to go sing a song to Nora while I was putting away the groceries so she wouldn't cry and this is what I heard him singing: "Rock-it bye baby..."
4/25/14
Me: Benji, what do you want on your pizza?
Benji: Peppy-roni!
7/25/13
Peter wants to be a fireman when he grows up. While leaving the library, he said to some adults sitting next to him at bingo: "See ya. If ya need me when I'm an adult, you can just call 911!"
3/31/13
[During prayers]
Peter: "Thank you for Daddy, and Mommy, and Benji and me, Peter because I know everything in this world!"
12/13/12
Peter brought me a picture of airplanes he had just drawn and said "Mommy, next to where I wrote my name, could you write 'illustrator' for me?"
11/9/12
Peter: "Daddy, I got a fluid shot today!"
Me: "Um, I think you mean a flu shot."
10/1/12
Peter: "And then I will be a full ledged member!"
9/13/12
Peter: "Momma, my favorite word is Snoozy Toozy."
Me: "Why's that?" Peter: "Cause it has an 'oozy' and a 'toozy.'
3/3/12
We had just gotten some ice cream from Cold Stone when Peter says: "It's a nice day for ice cream."
3/2/12
Coming into the garage to find Daddy: "Well, well, well."
3/1/12
Upon handing Peter a McDondalds cheeseburger: "MMmmm. My cheeseburger is hot and fresh from the oven."
2/3/12
Peter: "Did you know that girls like pink Momma? And purple. Do you like purple?"
12/31/11
While we're hiking Peter says: "Ugh. I'm all billed out guys." It took us a minute to realize he had replaced tuckered out with billed out.
12/14/11
I'm trying to put chapstick on his lips but Peter doesn't like it so he tells me: "No Momma. If your lips are chapped you just put slobber on them like this [he licks his lips]. See? Slobber makes your lips feel all better."
11/17/11
Me: "Peter -- please go play in your room. You're kind of in my hair today."
Peter: "Well you've been in my NOSE today Momma!"
10/27/11
When Travis was trying to get Peter to leave the Ronald McDonald House at the hospital.
Peter: "But I don't wanna leave the Old MacDonald House!"
10/8/11
Peter hands Travis a cup with water, milk, and juice all mixed together.
Peter: "Here you go Daddy, have some sloopie."
Travis: "MMMmm. Why's it called sloopie?" Peter: "Because when you drink it, your eyes go all sloopie."
10/5/11
Peter saw a guy wearing a stocking cap and (while laughing hysterically) said : "He's wearing a sock on his head Momma!"
9/9/11
Me: "You need to go to time out now. We don't lock doors."
Peter: "That's okay. I like time out."
Me: !!
8/30/11 (while I was putting Peter to bed) Peter: "But there are monsters outside!" Me: "Well it's a good thing me and Daddy locked the doors up nice and tight." Peter: "Oh! Fank you Momma!"
8/28/11
(while patting Benji's hair)
Peter: "Aww. He has softie duckling fluff!"
6/30/11
(After I told Peter he couldn't do something - yet again)
Peter: "No Momma. I have a sign that says "No saying no Momma!"
6/10/11
Peter: "His name is Benji, but I just call him Benj."
5/8/11
Peter: "What you doing there Mommy?"
Me: "I'm putting on my makeup."
Peter: "Oh. So you don't scare Daddy."
5/7/11 Me: "Mommy's big belly is gone." Peter: "Now we can wrestle Mommy!"
4/17/11 Peter: [singing] "Hunky Dunky sat on a wall. Hunky Dunky had a great fall."
4/4/11 [While playing duck, duck, goose] Peter: "Okay Mommy and Daddy. Now you two can quack like ducks."
3/30/11 Peter: "Ready, Steady, Set, Go!"
2/24/11 Peter: "Ma-chelle! Ma-chelle! Could you come snuggle wif me?"
2/20/11 Me: What did you learn about in nursery today? Peter: About Jesus. He is our friend. He doesn't hit us and he doesn't bite us.
1/27/11 [While watching me peel sweet potatoes for dinner] Peter: "Sweet botatoes - you are all naked!"
11/26/10 Petey: "Do you have a freight car Grandpa?" Petey: "He said no." (He kept asking my Dad this ALL day long)
11/19/10 Mom "Do the cows eat the hay the tractors cut?" Peter: "Um...nope. They just eat rocks and bread."
10/19/10 Peter saw a guy wearing a cowboy hat and said: "He's wearing a howdy hat!"
10/13/10 Peter: "You look like a princess Mama." [I was wearing a long blue dress for a church meeting]
9/7/10 [pulling a chair up next to Trav] Peter: "How's you work Dada?"
8/26/10 [while running with a big basketball-like bouncy ball] Petey: "It's a bounskitball!"
8/22/10 [While saying prayers - we're trying to get him to think of things to say on his own] Petey: "Fank {thank} you for mouthesses {mouths}."
7/31/10 Dad: "Did you hurt your nose?" Peter: "I hurt mine mustache." (pointing to his upper lip)
4 comments:
Petey's so lucky - I tried to talk my Peter into getting bunks for us . . . but, my idea didn't get too far. Enjoy them for me Petey-boy! (by the way, you're looking an awfully lot like your Daddy in your pictures!)
Emmy didn't like the name Nancy and refused to call her that for months after she was born. She even went so far as to tell my grandmother Nancy, who she's named for, that she didn't like the name. Ooops.
I'd hold off on the upper mattress for a while, because what you really need to be worrying about it Peter figuring out how to jump on the top bunk and then, how to jump off the top bunk. Maybe buy the kid a helmet :)
I see no need to worry. From the pic it looks like there's a soft landing just below the top bunk. Besides, you used to eject out of the top bunk of your bed fairly regularly when you were about Pete's age. I think that started after we got tired of "rescuing" you -- you'd climb up on the top bunk and then start crying. Our response time kept getting slower and slower until finally you just started dropping off the top bunk. Oh, the trials and tribulations of being a 3rd child . . .
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