We’ve had one of those weeks. The kind where your kids seem to leap ahead in age all at once. Our youngest has left diapers behind. We’ve had a few accidents, but many more successes. Fortunately, I think this is going to be a much easier process for him than it was for his two older brothers! We’ve also moved his bed into the downstairs bedroom with his brothers — officially making him “one of the boys”. We then moved our 8-year-old daughter Natalie into the upstairs bedroom. Her bed has been in the downstairs family room due to lack of space and her baby brother needing his own room until he was out of a crib and accustomed to his “big boy bed”. She now has her own room with a closing door, and in no time at all her door was adorned with “Boys, Knock First” and “Girls Rock” signs.
My kids are growing up. I wouldn’t have it any other way. But I will be shedding a few tears as I mourn the stages we’re leaving.