The Bed Dilemna

Ransom is 3 now.  He’s not really excited about moving to a “big boy” bed.  He loves his crib, in fact it is one of the few things he routinely thanks God for every night in his prayers…”Sus, I love momma-daddy, wace cows, my bed & meatballs.”  I took this shot last week.  I don’t know do you think it’s time?

Ransom has been in a “i love mama all the time” phase.  Which has actually made this trip a nice break from his leechy ways.  However, this blog is dedicated to how much I miss him and how often he’s loved being my little snuggle bunny.