Our success with transitioning Zachary to his new bed last night was astounding - he cried and got up once or twice, but when I put him back down, he settled down and was sleeping very quickly. Meh reported similar success with today's nap.Alas, the third time was the, ah, opposite of a charm; tonight after bath time, cozy book reading, and lights out, it was time for extended meltdowns. Here's how it played out, roughly forty times:
- Put Zachary in his bed. (Optionally tuck him in.)
- Walk out door.
- Shut door.
- Hysterical crying, thump, Zachary runs to and opens door.
- Sees mommy or daddy and returns toward his bed.
- Repeat from the top.
We tried several variants, but quickly settled into the "no socializing" mechanical repeat so he didn't think it was a game or that he was getting attention from it. Eventually #3 turned into leaving the door cracked, and that seemed to help; he very gradually settled down, and Meh was able to sneak away, though we were afraid to make noise downstairs for the rest of the evening with his door open.
On the opposite end of the Zachary happiness spectrum, today was also his last day of swimming before spring break. He had a fabulous time, particularly when they pulled out a mid-pool six-step-up slide. He climbed up it and, daredevil that he is, almost tried to lean back and pitch himself into the water the hard way (smiling all the while). Thankfully the instructor was at the ready, and he instead came down the slide, flying into the water with a giant grin on his face. He did great with backfloating, and there was even a bit of "swimming" across the pool that went well, always followed with giant hugs.
For the last few weeks, we've wrapped up pool time with shower time - partially to rinse out some of the extra chlorine I'm sure they put in pool water used by a bunch of young kids, partially because Zachary was, um, doing things that justified the use of extra chlorine (cutting at least two lessons short with water diaper incidents), and mostly because he loves holding the shower nozzle, talking about the "wawa" (water) and how it's "hot!"
I'll close with a video of Zachary's newfound love of (or at least demand for mommy performances of) Balkan folk music:
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