Henry and I stood in the linen aisle at Target and I held up two sets of sheets. "Which one do you prefer, Henry?", "Little Mermaid or Cars?"
"Ummmm", Henry contemplated, He pointed to the lady with the fins. "Are you sure?", I asked.
"No, Cars!" Okay then, Cars it is !
We left with a Dora pillow, Cars sheets and the softest blue blanket in the whole entire world. It's melty soft. I can't imagine not wanting to be underneath it. After Target it was on to the big boy bed store. We checked out a few mattresses and picked out the one with the best jumping qualities.
Guess what? He hates his big boy bed. He hates the softest blue blanket in the world.
I think he'd rather sleep just about anywhere other than his new bed. Except, of course, for his crib.
I'm so frustrated and so very tired.
Edit: After some time on my knees this morning, praying to the gods of sleep, Henry just now fell asleep in his bed, all by himself.