Jaxon has had a big boy bed in his bedroom for about a month now. He hasn’t slept in it yet. It’s simply there for us to read books on and do puzzles on.

Today I decided that he could have his afternoon nap in his big boy bed. I laid him down and he cuddled his beloved duck.

But not 30 seconds after I shut his door there came a faint little knock followed by his cute little “who is it?” so I knew he had got out of his bed.

I decided that unless he was going to kick up a stink in there that I would leave him. I didn’t really care if he spent an hour playing and eventually went to sleep, as long as he got some sleep.

An hour later, after much banging about with toys he hasn’t touched since he was ten months old, Jaxon’s room went silent.

I assumed he’d climbed back up on his bed and gone to sleep. I was right about one bit. He had gone to sleep. But climb up on his comfortable bed to do it? Nope.

When Jaxon woke half an hour later he was incredibly mad at us. And I don’t blame him one bit. He’d slept on the floor next to the door. He had red carpet marks ingrained up one side of his body, including his face!

Next time (I don’t know when that should be) I’ll leave him a pillow and a blanket on the floor…just in case.