The de-cribbing

This past weekend we decided to take a huge leap in taking the fronts off the twins’ cribs.

Yes they are almost four, and yes they have still been happily sleeping in cribs until now. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. We knew this day had to come, but like just about every other project we have on the list, it gets put off because we’re lazy like that. The back burner is our comfort zone.

It actually wasn’t my decision. I made the mistake of going to a baby shower, and I came back to find Christian mid de-cribbing. He does that, you know, jumps into things. I mean to draw up ideas and supply lists for a sandbox, then come home one day to find him digging a hole in the backyard with no real plan. I think about how to make the kids’ rooms more feng shui-ier, he just starts rearranging the furniture and hanging stuff on the walls, but still lacking the feng shui, and actually making me twitch sometimes. Let’s put it this way: I send him to the store for milk and bananas, he comes home with a $50 receipt and enough Cheez Its to feed a small army. I’m a planner. He’s a doer. Actually, no, he’s a starter. Doer indicates that things get finished. On that note I call us both guilty. With three small people and minimal free time, the last thing we want to do with time to ourselves is dig a hole in the backyard or sand 1/16 of an inch off of a door so that it will close properly.

But now here we were, the decision made, the de-cribbing completed, and taking the leap into big girl land. I have a mind to make them twin sized beds by alteringΒ this tutorial from Design Mom, but didn’t you just read the part above about the projects and the back burner and the laziness and such?

I’ve actually looked forward to this day. Leaning over their cribs to scratch backs, stroke hair, and change sheets is awfully uncomfortable on my ribcage, so naturally I avoided the latter as much as possible. I fantasized about being able to snuggle up in bed with them under blankets, reading our favorite stories and talking about their days as they relaxed into my comfort. But I think we still have a ways to go because our bedtimes are still hella chaotic around here what with the hair brushing, jammy dressing, and pre-bedtime psychotic energy surges. And when will I remember to brush their teeth on a consistent basis?

So as far as the weekend went, we had a great first night with no back to bed reminders and only 2 out of bed rollers for Rachel, who was quite sad to find herself startled awake on the floor. And? They didn’t even get out of bed when they woke up in the morning, opting for their usual “Mommyyyyy? Daaaaaad!” At 7:15. I feigned complete ignorance and sudden deafness and may have even kicked their father out of the bed to tend to them.

Night two was a little trickier, as they weren’t very sleepy thanks to a 10 minute cat nap in the car. Lots of giggling and cackling, and I finally went in to find them laying side by side in Rachel’s bed, covered up, and sharing some sort of wacky, hilarious moment. I didn’t have the heart to split them up, but by the 9th time of going in there, the moment had lost its adorable factor and it was “Get in bed, put your head down, and go. to. sleep. or no Valentine’s party at school tomorrow don’t you know that I will tell your teacher and she will cancel the whole thing and all of your classmates will be disappointed and no one will play with you and then all of the frustration I spent trying to get you to write your name on your valentines is wasted!”

Alas, there really was no special secret. I just had to wait for them to poop out, and they did, like an hour and a half after we put them to bed. And after I removed their Busy Zoo from the room because bead mazes are just so much more fun in the dark.

Join the Conversation


  1. Oh jeez, I remember the de-cribbing. Hayden was almost two but old enough to exercise his new freedom, and I wished we had done it a lot sooner. He was up, flipping on lights, coming into our room, flipping on OUR light. Over and over again. We ended up gating his room and removing the ceiling light bulb. He grew to love the gate, and we had it up until he was over three. I think it will be good for you to be doing this with two at once- they can keep each other in check πŸ™‚

    1. Why sooner? I had a friend who tried at just after a year and had a lot of difficulties. I think a lot of people rush into it — not that you did, but another friend converted her son’s because he had climbed out of his crib. ‘m always surprised how many people have never heard of crib tents. They’re all the rage in the multiples circles!

  2. Ha love it and you are so lucky, we had to take the front off our girls cribs at a year and a half. Many times I found them asleep on the flor and it took almost a year before my h would get out of bed on her own after waking up. So cute! Good luck:)

    1. Why so early??? I do love that they now get out of bed, go potty on their own, and either come see us or play together by themselves. πŸ™‚

  3. Our transition was easy at first, then wanted to kill them, and back to being mostly good. But it took throwing toys away as punishment for getting out of bed and destroying a room, and then putting an alarm on their door to let me know if they leave their room. And I tried the railless crib and they kept asking for the rails to be put back on. So we went straight to twin beds. I do love being able to climb into their beds and put them back to sleep. They’ve been really good about coming straight to my room when they leave their room too. It’ll really help. Good luck. πŸ™‚

    1. That’s what Vanessa said. I hope we have magic kids who don’t want to mess around. I think it helps that they don’t nap anymore, so they really are exhausted at the end of the day. And I can’t wait to snuggle up with them in twin beds. I’m afraid I’ll break their cribs. πŸ™‚

  4. We switched our 2yo to a toddler bed in mid-January. She still hasn’t figured out that she can get up and play in the middle of the night. Instead, she goes right to the gated door when she wakes up and says “mommy, where are you?”

  5. We were forced into making the switch when J’s father sent her crib with her to my house, with no hardware. So after her sleeping my bed with me for a few days, I had the *fantastic* task of getting her to sleep in a toddler bed a friend gave to us…At 2 years old she did great after she realized we were in the next room over and she could get out of bed on her own to come to our room.

    1. I can’t imagine having to “teach” them to do it. Luckily they were old enough to get the concept. But I do love hearing them tip toe and whisper across the house when they get up. And they usually let the dog out. #score

  6. I transitioned mine out of cribs before their 3rd birthday. He did fine with it. She, not so much. We had to put a crib back up for her, then take the drop side off for a couple of weeks, *then* transition her to a mattress on the floor in the same spot. Before we did the easing-into-it, she’d walk all over the room for a couple of *hours*, non-stop, like she couldn’t lie down and go to sleep without being behind bars. I think that was the worst we’ve had with her and sleep. (Two years later, she would put herself to bed if she was tired before bedtime, changing into pajamas and everything. Her twin brother does that now sometimes, or at least he did up until a couple of months ago.)

Leave a comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *