Those are two big girl beds you see. Two weeks ago, we took down the crib. Though just hardly two, Baby Bee began climbing out of her crib with regularity and we decided that it was time to take it down to keep Baby Bee safe.
I won’t tell you I won’t cry over it. I sobbed. It broke my heart a little bit.
But now, I have the ability to make a lovely blank canvas into something beautiful. And even though I’m sad over the crib, I cannot wait.
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Big Daddy and me plus our three little chicks. I'm a slightly obsessed, slightly scattered, homemaker crafting and cooking my way through busy days with our trio and grabbing at all of my loose ends. I hope to inspire struggling homemakers to embrace their inner crafty beast, to find some organization and rhythm and to tie all of their loose ends into pretty (though sometimes messy) bows.
I know how you feel about the crib/bed thing. It’s a little heartbreaking. (Also, it’s harder to get young children to stay where they are supposed to!) But it’s also fun imagining the possibilities….