the end of something great and the beginning of something new

Imagine slow solomn music playing b/c this story needs it... kind of.

Until now, when Noah wakes up he never tried to leave his bed to play or open the door to leave his bedroom. He's always just sat there playing with his toes or whatever he does (I don't know - I'm not in there) and whines a little. It's mostly just loud talking with no real words - his way of letting us know he's awake. Every since Noah's been in a "big boy bed," or since we took the sides off his crib and now too when he's in a twin bed, it's been this way. We awake to him talking or we're already awake or whatever and have to go in and get him. Now it's all over. He's now getting down from bed and opening his door on his own.

I think it's my fault. Day before yesterday I was trying to get him to nap and he didn't want too. So he just sat in there and talked and played with his toes, which I'm fine with b/c I get a break. Anyway, he opened the door and came out and I told him it was fine b/c it'd been long enough. So next morning Terry was up before me and Noah comes walking out of his room while Terry was making himself breakfast! I thought maybe it was just a fluke but it happened again this morning. We heard his door creak open and him come running down the hall from our room. Silly boy. So that's that. He will be getting himself up from now on I guess, but not in the middle of the night I hope.

On, the part where something is new... Yeah, we got out the Johnny Jump Up for Evie. It was quite cute b/c of course she doesn't know what to do at 3.5 months. And yet it was okay for her b/c she likes to be upright more than any other position.