NO! Say it isn't so .... my baby no longer has a crib. This is so bittersweet. At almost 3 and a half I think it was time. After 8 years, momma no longer has a crib in her house. No more crib means no more babies. Gavin refuses to let me even refer to him as momma's baby, he says with conviction "I am not a baby, I am a big boy". I guess every big boy needs a big boy bed and every big boy bed needs to be dressed up as a superhero, Captain America to be exact. Even though you are a big boy and you have a big boy bed ... Mr. Alligator, Marvin the Monkey and blue blankie will never be too far behind!
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