Today, the rocking chair was moved. Not just moved to another wall or to the other side of the room. It was removed from my boys' room.
I walk into my boys' room and I get weepy. There are no baby things left. No rocking chair, no changing table or bed rails. Instead what's left are my 2 boys, rough housing and rolling all over the floor, laughing and giggling and chasing each other everywhere. I'm left with 100 wooden trains (that thankfully still get played with) and a bag of wooden blocks and a gazillion puzzle pieces. I'm also left with 2 boys who are ROCKING OUT to Rob Biagi
That makes me smile through my weepy no baby left tears.
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