Distance.

It was an event four days in the making.

It started on Sunday and ended late last night.

I packed, I moved, I pushed furniture across the floor.

And my girls now have their very own room.

And my husband and I have, for the first time in three years, a kid-free and toy-free room.

And last night... we were so sad.

We'd never had our own room. We loved having our girls so close.

We could cherish every sweet breath, rescue binkies and toys in record time... we could just sit and stare all night long.

Not anymore.

Now we can to get up and cross the hall to savor any of your cuteness.

And we did that, repeatedly.

We're just not used to you being so far from us.

But you both slept so well... and we both slept so well.

And while we did wake up and go, "Wow, we slept!" We also rushed across the hall, scooped you up and brought you into our bed for a real good snuggle.

They say distance is good and I'll agree with them, for now, as long as you never go further than that hallway.