. . . two boys in the same room that is.
As I sit at my computer, Scrubs by my side, the monitor is quietly humming. So far, so good.
Since Elijah has been born, we've had him in a pack-n-play in the guest room. Whenever guests (like Keenan) come to visit, Elijah's pack-n-play moves into our bedroom.
We know the boys will probably share a room until they leave for college. It was just a matter of when that transition should finally take place.
We decided that tonight is the night.
With Thanksgiving company (JB's parents, his sister Elizabeth and her husband Grant, and his brother Ray and his wife Gabbi and their kids) arriving on Wednesday and Christmas company (my parents and grandparents) a few weeks after that, Elijah would be permanently camped out in our room.
Or make that Isaac. Truth be told, Isaac is a much quieter sleeper so we have ended up putting him in the pack-n-play in our room and Elijah in the crib.
Philip and Joia just left with Keenan. And we just put the boys to bed, together, in the same room.
Scratch that paragraph about the monitor humming. It is now filled with two little boys chattering back and forth. Fingers crossed that they'll eventually get over the excitement of having a roommate and go to sleep.
As JB always reminds me, in the end, exhaustion always wins.
I'll update you in the morning as to how we fared this evening.