a while back we made an attempt to get eli to sleep in a normal bed. it failed miserably. now, since his head hits the top of his crib and his feet hit the bottom, it's time. the beautiful mrs k and i spent sunday evening building the darn thing, all the while the boys were going crazy. eli kept saying "my big boy bed! it's all mines! mines!" here he is, expressing his enthusiasm for being closer to his friends from the hundred acre wood by kissing them all, even the butterfly.