And so it begins . . .
a couple weeks ago we moved the changing table/dresser from Alyssa's room into the nursery when we bought her a new armoire. Since I do all the upstairs diaper changes in there, I moved the trash can in there, too. Today I let her pick out a new trash can for her room at Target, let her carry it upstairs, told her she could decide where she wanted to put it . . . it was all about the big girl. She walked around her room with it surveying the placement possibilites, then headed into the nursery where she put the new trashcan down next to the changing table and carried the old one into her room. *sigh* It wouldn't be so bad if the new one had a lid to keep diapers contained from certain animals.
What are we getting ourselves in to?!
2 comments:
She's sharing!
I see it more as reclaiming what was once her's. :)
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