The kid is smart

Lately whenever it is time to go to bed or when anyone mentions the words "sleep" or "bed" (even on TV), Dylan automatically says "big bed." He just wants to let you know where he'll be sleeping. When you ask him, "Well then who sleeps in the little bed?" (that would be Dylan's bed) he goes to get Freddy, the stuffed dog "transitional object" who was supposed to make him feel better about sleeping through the night in his own bed. The other day a neighbor stopped by and asked Dylan which one was his bedroom and he grabbed his hand and led him to our room. The first order of business when we get back from the U.S. (where we will be on the road, jet-lagged and sleeping in different cities every few days; what would be the point of suffering through "sleep training" now?) will be getting him back in his own bed. It's not going to be easy...