We moved William out of the crib and into a big boy bed this afternoon. In many ways today is a celebration, but it's sad, too. That crib has served our family so well for the last 5 1/2 years and watching it come down, probably forever, broke my heart. I have such vivid, happy memories of the days I spent researching cribs and driving all over Colorado to find the
perfect bed for my baby-to-be. Steve and I were so proud when we brought it home, set it up, and decorated the nursery with love. Truthfully I'm really happy with our life with "older" little kids, but it just amazes me that this phase of my life is over. I think back on those nervous, excited parents 5 years ago and I can't believe we aren't them anymore. I don't
really want to go back, but I sure wish we could visit once in awhile.
Here are some of my favorite pictures of our babies and their crib. Can you believe how teeny Caroline is in this first one?

Caroline and her playgroup
besties, Sarah, Leah, and Noah. This is a very early Erin Cobb Photography shot. :)

William and his sock monkey, again taken by Ms. Erin.


Thank you crib, for keeping my babies safe and comfortable. I'll miss sneaking in every night to peer inside at a footie-pajama clad baby.
On the other hand, the Big Boy is THRILLED with his new bed. Pictures to come later this week!