Sleep tight

The wee man finally loves his Super Mario pillows, not that he knows what they represent.  Nor is he aware of the Super Mario mural on his wall, which is a bit of shame given that we'll be painting over it when we start our extension in five weeks time.

Apart from the first night, when he rolled out of bed, he's really taken to sleeping in a big bed - which happens to be the bed that my dad made for me when I was his age.