How happy do you think the baby princess is to get out of this:
And into this?
Actually, she’s inheriting the big brother’s old hand-me-down bed and he got the new one. But for her, to be out of her baby crib finally, at 5 years old, is a pretty big deal. Poor baby was sleeping kitty-corner in that crib. I took the one side off a few years ago, when she was not quite 3 so it was like a daybed/toddler bed. But, she’s growing and the crib is not and we were finally able to do something about it.
Still, I was a tiny bit sad to take the crib out to the dumpster. It’s the symbolism of the thing, the absolute end of an era. And while I may wave it a fond farewell, part of me is really sad to see it go.