For the entirety of the girls’ lives, I have checked on them each night before I go to bed. I cover them up, untangle their arms from the sheets, remove their books and whisper I love yous.
This summer as I continued this nightly check, I noticed their little toes were hanging off the bed. And yes, they were still in toddler beds.
I know, I know. They are five. But inertia plus my own indecisiveness led to still having toddler beds at the age of five.
I knew it was time (or past time). So, I started brainstorming ideas. Bunk beds, loft beds, connected twin beds, regular twin beds. I finally settled on regular twin beds.
It’s a bit of a tight squeeze, but they fit and the girls LOVE their new big girl beds.
Scott’s a fan, too.