Pictures of William sleeping a few nights ago:
I'm thinking it might be about time for a Big Boy Bed. What do you think?
A few nights ago, David managed to talk him into turning 90 degrees in his crib and sleeping in a more conventional fashion. But then last night at bedtime, William stubbornly settled into his usual position: head wedged into the side bumper, bottom in the air, feet wedged into the other side bumper. And when I crept into his room to check on him later, sure enough, his feet were dangling in midair out the side of the crib.
Can you imagine sleeping like that? Doesn't your back sort of hurt, just contemplating it?
I don't know, though. He seems pretty content. I'm wondering if this is yet another example of "if it ain't broke, don't fix it."