When we bought Zan his fire-engine bed last week, we—What? That was over two years ago? That doesn’t seem possible, but if you say so. Anyway, when bought him his fire-engine bed, we called it his “Big Boy Bed.” Everything is relative.
The Big Boy Bed got retired today, and my rapidly growing son has now graduated to his first twin bed, decked out in “Star Wars” sheets per his request, which makes the whole thing even more bizarre, because half of my mind is trying to grasp the fact that he’s growing so fast, and the other half is saying, “Hey, wait a minute, is it 1977 again?”
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Star wars is timeless! Just be happy it’s not Nelly or JayZ sheets….*shudder*