Ben is now happily sleeping in his new bed and no longer asks to get into his cot. He has also dispensed with the sleeping bag and he loves covering himself with his doona. He has only fallen out of bed once when we had the bed guard wrongly positioned.
His elder brother has always gone to bed with a cast of thousands: books, animals, toys and toy catalogues. Well history is repeating. The other day when I took Ben to bed for his lunchtime sleep we went with: Teddy bear, drink, rubber frog, rubber lizard, plastic cow and Thomas the tank engine.
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Michael, Sarah - morning. Good to see all is going well. Michael, I still see far more of your parents than you - such is life in the quiet of suburbia. Come and join us - if not for an afternoon tea (we'll even let you read the newspaper!) then FOR LIFE!
I'm an easy find in Killara... Cheers,
Jono H
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