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Two words: Nap strike.

For those first couple of days with the toddler bed, you did great. Quiet time eventually ended up with a nap happening, even if a few things got strewn about your room in the process and you fell asleep on the floor. Once you realized the level of freedom you had been granted, though, all bets were off.

We have now removed your baby monitor, throw rug, and humidifier from the room; relocated your bookshelf, diapers, wooden turtle stool, and most of your stuffed animal friends to the closet; moved your sheets from Aaron’s Dad’s dresser to the big dresser in your closet; and Daddy has to move your Diaper Champ into the hallway during Quiet Time, or you’ll drag it across the room, just because you can.
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