My corner

Just a little more on the last topic: Blane came in the other night, saying he was scared. I told him (again) that he could sleep on his little bed on the floor or go back to his bed. "I think I'll go to my corner", he said.

I was confused. "Your corner?"

"My big-boy bed corner."

He burrows up against the wall in his bunk bed every night (but not for naps!) It's so funny to see this small little boy nestled up in the corner of the bed each night. His corner indeed!