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The hardest thing is saying goodbye...

We knew this day would come. Knowing it was coming didn't make it any easier to grasp when Saturday came around.  I waited until the last possible minute to say goodbye, but we all knew there was no point in dragging things out. 

It was with a heavy heart that I gave the news to Keith.  I knew he was going to take it as hard as I was.  The children were too little to understand, especially the twins.  Kids see the joy in everything, and perhaps that is a blessing.  Connor somewhat understood what this change meant, but he too, didn't grasp the full concept. 

I will miss you more than words can express.

Goodbye cribs.  Hello toddler beds.







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Quadmama said…
Good luck with the switch. I hope it is an uneventful transition :)
January 25, 2011 at 11:48 AM
Jessica said…
Sniff, sniff. :-(
January 25, 2011 at 1:57 PM
Susan Anderson said…
A switch I always waited a very long time to make!

Good luck. Hope you don't get night wanderers.

=)
January 25, 2011 at 1:57 PM
deb duty said…
Cute photos! I hope everything goes well with the switch. I had visitors during the night for many years, but it seems like a very long time ago now.
January 25, 2011 at 2:45 PM
Gina Kleinworth said…
Oh what an exciting time.
January 25, 2011 at 5:01 PM
Actuary Mom said…
hahahah, super cute post. Good luck with the transition!
January 25, 2011 at 5:32 PM
Jessie, The Education Of Ours said…
My poor husband in home during the day, no break for him- since our twinks have quit napping and continue playing. Isn't it so sad? And sleepy?
January 25, 2011 at 6:43 PM
Julia Ladewski said…
hehe! switching is always a tough transition!! good luck!!
January 25, 2011 at 9:05 PM
leigh hewett said…
That's such a big step. How exciting!
January 28, 2011 at 11:47 AM
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