Little Ro’ has NOT been napping lately. Consequently, he has been a little monster every afternoon/ evening. I put my foot down today. I shut myself in my office, ignoring the sounds of toys being hurled over the baby gate and other more frightening sounds of sure destruction coming from his room until eventually silence fell. Sweet silence. Upon venturing downstairs to assess, this is what I found.  I call this success!  I WIN!  And all it cost me was a copy of Go Dog Go.  I can live with that.

It’s reminiscent of what we found the first night we installed the baby gate in his doorway.

My advice to all parents considering the move to the big boy (or girl) bed: buy a baby gate and install it with Herculean strength. He plowed through it the first 4 or 5 times we put it up. But now that it has been put up with such force that it is surely damaging our drywall, it has maintained impenetrable status–unlike the doorknob child locks, which he figured out in about 5 minutes flat.