TRANSITION #1:
Ben began his transition to 'Big Boy' status by getting rid of his beloved 'sippies':
He would down gallons and gallons of almond milk every week, so we decided to save a few hundred dollars (and a few tantrums as well) by getting rid of his sippies. He now drinks milk from a cup, but only about 1/4 of what he used to drink.
The traumatic scene went like this:
Ben: I want milk, mommy.
Me: No, you've had enough for the morning.
Ben: (throwing tantrum...again)
Me: OK, well I think we are done. (I quickly gather all the sippies in the house, stuff them in a bag, and throw them in the outside garbage can)
And that was it. No elaborate ceremony like this one. (sorry Ben)
Now the conversation goes like this:
Ben: I want milk, mommy.
Me: Sure.
Ben: I want milk in a sippy.
Me: Sorry buddy-the garbage man took your sippies.
Ben: Awwwhhhh. (but no tantrum!)
Every time we saw a garbage truck for the next month, Ben would yell:
"GARBAGE MAN TOOK MY SIPPIES!! DARN IT!!"
(My apologies to all the garbage men out there who have taken the blame for my actions)TRANSITION #2:
Ben is a Big Boy in a Big Bed. He transitioned pretty well, and like the rest of my kids did, he still stands on his bed and yells for me in the morning to 'get him out of bed'. Old crib habits, I guess. I haven't told him that he can get out himself. We'll ride that train as long as we can.
Cute Ben with his favorite snuggle toys: pooh bear and Sophie's pink pillow.
TRANSITION #3:
In the past few weeks, as a grand finale, Ben decided he wanted to be potty trained. (yeah!!!) We can thank BFF Kian for his example to Ben. One night he just looked at me and said "Mom, I want to wear undies." So we did, and about 20 accidents later, he was potty trained.
I'm so proud of you Super Ben! I love you!
As a bonus, here's our Big Boy doing his pirate act on camera. Argh!
