Cribless in Wichita

We reached a big milestone around here tonight; Roman is out of his crib/toddler bed and into a cozy big-boy bed.

And a big bed, it is: it's our old queen, which was Anthony's post-college bed, which makes me thankful that "memory foam" shares no actual memories.

(To be fair, Ben sleeps on my old queen bed, which I purchased when I was just out of college. And...that's all I have to say about that.)

So, after five-plus years, we're cribless here in Wichita and my children officially have better sleeping quarters than I did for the first 22 years of my life. Is this what they mean by making a better living than your parents?!

Anyway, here's hoping Roman stays put and does his 2 a.m. sideways egg-beater routine in his own bed. Although I have a feeling I'll kinda miss it.