I had put off putting Lorelai in a toddler bed for as long as I possibly could. The idea of her no longer being confined seemed like something I should avoid for as long as possible. But the day finally came where she began attempting to climb over the rails of her crib, and I saw painful, tear-inducing accidents in our future. Thus, I broke down and Jon converted the crib into the toddler bed. Saturday night... no problem. Sunday nap was at Grandma's house... Sunday night... no problems. Monday nap... perfection. Monday night... awesome. Tuesday nap... NO WAY!!! She's out of bed before we can close the door to her room. She's banging on the door. She's screaming and crying. And oh no! Can it be? Yes! She has now learned to open doors! Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!
So we've marched her back to bed about 14 times so far... this is going to take some serious patience!
Wish me luck!