
Saturday morning we finally bought a bed frame for Oliver that was twin sized. Instead of the traditional bunk bed, which might have been easier to get into the house, I found a used loft bed. The pros are that it's not as high as a bunk bed which means less fear and less hassle when it's time to change the sheets. The cons are that it is one solid steel piece of construction which means it's extremely heavy, but VERY sturdy.
Jerimy's very generous friend came with his truck, trailer and muscles to help move the bed frame from the sellers house to our home. Then they some how managed to twist and turn it up the bending staircase that leads to our second floor. This one hundred year old house wasn't built with a ton of extra space, so I'm pleased to say it made it. Oliver was so ecstatic about the new bed, that there was no way he'd be taking a nap Saturday. It was off to get a new pillow and bed sheets. He's been using little throw pillows for quite a while, I figured it was about time he had a big boy pillow.
We moved Oliver into the nursery to share a room with Lucius. We weren't quite sure if we as parents were ready for that, but whatever. The boys must have enjoyed each others company as they were still asleep at 8am this morning when we started taking showers to get ready for church. I should mention they were both up at 5 am, Oliver went to the bathroom to potty while I changed Lucius. I heard them giggling briefly, Oliver said "Luoooo-ciousss" singingly and then I believe it went silent. We'll see how this week goes.
As a bonus to the boys sharing a room, we now have a playroom. A whole room to play in and at night when the house is quite- it's a nice little retreat space for me- who wouldn't feel rich saying that?!