We are fresh out of toddlers around here

Today is The Princess' third birthday.

She is has been in charge of planning all of our playtime for the day. This morning it was the children's museum and riding city buses downtown. Big fun for the AtHomeTrio. This evening we are off to the YMCA for some swimming and family fun.

Yesterday The Queen Mother and Dad stopped by to drop off a mattress for The Princess' big girl bed. As quick as I could, I rearranged her bedroom and removed her toddler bed. Now she has The Boss Lady's Grandfather's bed. More recently it was The Talker's bed until he got bunk beds last year.

Like a well oiled machine, UPS showed up as I was finishing the bet set-up. The Mother of the Bride sent a new set of Tinkerbell sheets and a comforter for the big girl bed. The first time The Princess even saw her big bed it was fully dressed in Tinkerbell pink and purple.

A couple of things came up while I was setting up the new bed to remind me that The Princess isn't a baby any more. For one, the rocker/glider that each of the kids has been rocked to sleep in since birth no longer fits into her little room. With her play kitchen, the bigger bed and her dresser, there isn't enough floorspace for the chair in her room, too. At least not if we want her to have any play space in there. So the chair is now sleeping in our room, where I imagine it will just end up covered in dirty clothes and cat hair.

Also, it seems a little odd in our house to not have a little toddler bed around. The toddler bed has been around since The Talker was about 15 month old. He was trying to climb out of his crib, so we found this bed for him. I literally mean we found it. We were on the way to church and saw it sitting in a trash pile. I snatched it up and detoured back by the house before we made it to church.

After a lot of sanding and painting, that little bed held up well. But now it is into a twin bed for the baby girl. But even still, no matter how big her bed is, she is always going to be my baby girl.