Yesterday we dismantled Arthur's cot, wrapped it in up in black bin liners and put it in the loft. Then we assembled his new bed. He looks so tiny in it. It was a funny feeling putting the cot away, knowing we'd never be needing it again. End of an era so to speak. The first thing Arthur said when he woke this morning was 'Mummy, I really like my new bed'. He looked proud as punch about it too.