The walls come crashing down.

On Monday of this week, we removed a barrier to Max's "freedom", and converted his bed to a "big boy bed".

So far, so good. He still sleeps, and naps, just as long as he had been when he was confined. Though today when I went into his room to get him after his nap, I opened the door into his head as he was trying to get out of his room.

Another adventure begins...