Sometime in the past week and a half we've turned the baby corner. Suddenly, we have a kid on the move who is into everything. EVERYTHING people! He is rolling and rolling and scooting and pulling. I've rearranged the entire downstairs to get all the dangerous teeny things out of the boy's path. I've also acknowledged that all the little baby baby gear needs to go. The swing? Gone. (Recalled) Bumbo? Gone. It's the boy versus us and all the crap the girls leave on the floor.
I can't believe we are already ushering a moving baby into our home. This is flying by.