First night in a big boy bed

Benjy had his first night in a big bed earlier this week. He loved everything about it - helping Eddie turn the cot into a cot bed, and then we set up his new room and brought him upstairs to show him it and he was so excited, running around the room, jumping into bed and lying down, jumping out of bed to play in his new room again, he was so funny. When it came to bed time he was still happy to get into his bed and was so good, laid in it playing for the 45 minutes or so it took him to get to sleep, and in the morning did the same for nearly the whole hour between him calling me, and between us telling him it was morning and time to get up. In fact we had to coax him out of bed, he was in no hurry to get out. It has been amazing watching how happy both the new bed and the new bedroom (which has a lot more space for playing in than the old one, perhaps four or five times as much) have made him. The two photos, of the cot-to-bed transformation and when he first jumped in to try his bed, were just taken on our phones so aren't great quality. I will try to get a picture of him actually sleeping in the new bed as soon as I dare!

Sense of humour develops

In the last month or so (Benjy is now just two and a half), he has started to find some things really funny - not necessarily things you would expect, and I feel this is the beginning of us seeing what really tickles his funny bone. He was watching Peppa Pig in the next room a couple of nights ago, and suddenly he burst into peals of laughter. It was so lovely. Last night, about half an hour after putting him to bed, I heard him laughing out loud in his cot. He has a really deep, hearty laugh. It's just brilliant.

And while I'm writing, I just want to note one thing we love, so that we don't forget. Benjy pronounces 'breakfast' as 'breskist'. It's one of the few things he still gets consistently wrong. One day it'll right itself and in a way, that'll be a sad day.