S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y ..... DAY!

.....because we just could never stay up for SNL....

It's another action packed Saturday around here: sleep in, move out the toddler bed, a little shopping, a little baseball, a little chinese takeout.  And as I type that, it hits me: we gave away the boy's toddler bed today.  It's gone.  Another little piece of his growing up memories that has gone out the door.

The transition to the big boy bed was not an easy one.  He loved his crib....until the day he jumped over the top rail and fell face first into the floor.  He didn't break his nose (we did have it checked), but that was the day he gave up the crib.  And that was the day he went from a great napper and sleeper to the most challenging sleeper we've ever had.  Oh yeah, he's the only one we've ever had...but it was tough people

And to all of you out there that are becoming parents, here is just a fair warning: don't do it.  Don't say "I'll never...." ever if you think it's the least likely thing you'll ever do as a parent.  Like co-sleep.

Yep. We co-slept.  For a while.  A long while.  And this is the child that slept in his own crib, in his own room, from the first day he came home.  And here at 3, we gave up the battle and co-slept for longer than we care to admit a while.

But this bed was the bomb in time.  It started on the floor, became a loft and a batcave, then a floor bed again.  We slept in the bed, under the bed, in the bed with Mardi the kitty and shared storytimes up there.

Memories.  And they went out the door today.

But that's really not true: the bed went out the door, but the memories are alive and well.  And that awesome fun bed is headed out to start new memories with a new family of two precious little girls.

I imagine it might not be a batcave.  I can only imagine the possibilities of a princess castle or more.

Goodbye bed....hello precious memories.