We planned to buy her a bed this summer. I don't know why this summer, except that we moved E from crib to bed in the summer and in my mind that was fixed as the time to do it. The time of being two-and-a-half, the season of not really needing blankets, the time of I'll be back at work and getting paid again to fund a furniture purchase.
We bought a bed. The lovely husband assembled it yesterday. I got her a rainbow quilt set and a bright pink fleecy blanket and because it's her favorite color, bright orange percale sheets. She came home to find it in her room last night. And she was one excited big girl, sleeping in her big girl bed.
And thus, this month's poem, a haiku:
From cradle to crib
To low air mattress, all to
Sleep on orange sheets.
And she didn't sleep perfectly last night, but she slept much better.