When we think of rights of passage, things like being left home alone for more than 30 minutes come to mind. Or going to the movies without your mom sitting five rows behind you or driving to the mall with your friends the day you pass your drivers test. Today, however, was a right of passage for my 36 year old self. For the first time in 5 1/2 years there is not a crib in my house. For the first time in 3 1/2 years no one is sleeping in a toddler bed. I can do away with the crib sheets, bumpers, mobiles and everything else that goes with a house that has a baby in it. My almost 3 year old is sleeping in her big girl twin bed tonight and the girls bedroom finally looks like a "girls" bedroom. It is moments like these that make me excited to imagine what the next right of passage for them and us will be.
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