You Never Can Tell

You never can tell what will be a problem for a toddler.

With our big move now a few days behind us, Grafton is doing great with the change. We didn't know whether this was going to cause problems for him, and we were worried that he would constantly ask to go back home, or back to his old room. But he's barely asked about it. In fact, I think the only time it comes up is when we ask him about it. So far so good.

We were also worried about his sleeping arrangement. We delayed for months converting his crib to an open bed, worried that he'd be getting up and down all night, causing days or weeks of restless nights for us all. But moving into our new house, we knew it was time to make the conversion. Although we were concerned that altering his bed at the same we were moving might be too much at once for him. But we did it. And for the past two nights, we think he's never slept better. In fact, Neva just commented this morning how this was the first night in a long time where neither of us were woken by Grafton calling out to us for a "re-tuck". So much to our surprise, he's doing really well with his new 3-walled bed.

But then there was the tub incident. He made it over two and half years using a (oversized) infant tub for his bath time. We never liked the full bath tub in our last home, and so we just kept using the smaller infant tub. Now that the new house has a much nicer tub, we were happy to be do away with the infant tub. But Grafton was not happy about it all! What a fit he threw! He refused to sit and screamed so loud that I'm quite sure our auditory systems sustained significant damage (the bathroom's tile, fiberglass tub, and mirrors do little to attenuate high-pitched screams). He was also slipping constantly, since the tub does not yet have a mat. I held him by both arms trying to get him to sit, and eventually prevailed. But the screaming continued. On his butt, he continued to slide around, which he found moderately entertaining and started to come around emotionally. But just as he was getting used to the tub, he slid onto his back, sending his feet flying upward. His little toe hit the tub faucet and got cut, and started bleeding. More crying and screaming (understandably now). His toe is fine, but I think we might go back to using the infant tub for another night or two...