Tear

This past weekend we took down the crib. I caught Luke doing flips in and climbing out of it. This caused me to have visions of him breaking his neck-so the crib was promptly taken down. I don't usually get sad when mile stones are met. I was glad to be rid of the high chair, and so excited when Kaleia graduated to a booster seat. But, this time it was sad to haul the crib out to storage and to watch him sleep in a little toddler bed. He actually has been sleeping at night and napping during the day in it. He even stays in his room and doesn't bang on the door to be let out.

So for the first time in 4 1/2 years there is no crib in our house. Tear.