There are somethings I am happy to be leaving behind in Seattle.

Sidney just got herself out of diapers, thanks to a healthy amount of milk chocolate and a couple of nasty accidents (Once or twice I had to pull a hard little turd out of her underwear.)  We have had this thing for bloody ever, and I never really liked it. It always screamed Romanian orphanage to me, but this may have had something to do with the fact that I had it in a room with a couple of cribs and a bunk bed, or two. I think at some point I used that belt to keep infants from rolling off, but at some point I left babies on there completely unattended. Sometimes, if I was feeling especially cautious, I’d leave a pillow on the floor next to it. Just in case.
And now it’s at the thrift shop that Macklemore made famous.
We also had to say goodbye to Bun-bun:

She, on the other hand, will be missed. I didn’t mind picking up her hard little turds. She was far easier to toilet train than any of my children, and far more compliant.
I didn’t plan on leaving Efram’s retainer behind, but two weeks after getting it, he seems to have lost it at a friend’s house. So now I get to tack on, at the very top of an already long to-do list: FIND ORTHODONTIST IN RIVERDALE, NY.
I threatened to leave Efram behind if he didn’t find it, but his eyes lit up, and I realized that this might not work out as I’d planned.
When you make a decision to move primarily for your kids, and they’re all teary and annoyed about the whole thing, you sometimes wonder if you’re making a huge mistake,and maybe you should bag the whole thing and not have to deal with borrowing a truck so you can move a bunny and finding a new orthodontist.
I’ll let you know what I decide in the morning.