The Queen

Last week's tooth drama seems to have been caused by Alex's bed. You see, for three years he has slept in the top bunk of an un-bunked bed. Basically, it's a twin bed with rails all around. He flops around when he sleeps and occasionally bangs the sides, falling right back to sleep.

A few weeks back, he hit his face. Apparently, he hit his tooth hard enough to detach...the nerve? Or something? Anyway, the dentist declared the tooth necrotic, needing removal; and he diagnosed my boy with an infection under the tooth.

So besides the dental drama and antibiotics, what to do? Take off the rails? We tried that, and he freaked out--change is hard. So we decided to give him our guest bed, which is a comfy queen size.

Now mind you, before this it was in Eddie's smaller bedroom, squeezed in with the crib. Now the twin bed is in Eddie's room, and we have a hopeful plan for guests: Alex has a "sleepover" in the twin bed, and guests get Alex's room.

This is, of course, if we can get Alex to agree to it. We hope to sweeten the deal by adding the bed tent we've been hiding a few years. Friday we can test it out, when we have company.

But in the meantime, Alex is sleeping REALLY well. He wakes up happy, and he loves to hang out there. I'd have preferred a double, but we had the queen. And as long as it works this well, I'll take it.