I'm on a cleaning rampage right now. Today I was in the storage room and found a box of old memorabilia. Inside was Sarah's "nah-nah" and Allison's "paci". How many nights did I crawl under a crib looking for the paci, and how many times did I have to sneak the nah-nah away so I could wash it?

My grandkids have their own "lovies" today, and hopefully, their mamas will save them too.