We’re not little babies anymore?
We don’t look like this?
And we don’t sleep in a crib but in a BED?
Well how the hell did that happen?
Wasn’t it only yesterday we were little enough to sleep together on a pillow?
No. Almost three years. The cribs were up for almost three years. And tonight, they came down.
The girls love their new beds. They couldn’t have been more excited. I felt half excited for them, and half terribly sad. I wish they could have stayed babies just a little bit longer. It’s the end for this house, I think, the end of cribs. The end of baby things.
I’ll miss them.