A big boy bed and A flashback

We finally made the move to a "big boy" bed this weekend. And when I say "finally," I actually mean I would have never done it, without the impending birth of baby #2.
You see, Charlie is a creature of habit, not a big fan of change AND he loved this crib. He could climb in and out but never seemed to try unless we went in there to get him up.
What can say...he is a rule follower.

We've been talking up the "big boy" bed for a few weeks, hoping to build excitement and hinder any anxiety about the change. But, why was I worried? He has done so great! There were a few tears at naptime and bedtime but he didn't get out of bed...just laid there frozen...cuddling bear and doggie.

And who is this kid?
And why does he look like a giant?
And...a...Waelty?

Oh, and Nick taught Charlie how to dive.
Uh, really?

I didn't learn how to dive until I was, like, four...

 and look how cool we were.