As Christy said so succinctly, “What were we thinking?” Some people may be pack rats. Others are proudly resourceful and truly think they’ll someday find a use for their little-used treasures. So, down the cellar steps they carry the clothes and books and furniture that must make way for new acquisitions. Now, ten or twenty years later, as Ralph brings likely candidates up from the basement on the way out to the curb (or to the homeless shelter, the Salvation Army resale store, the minivan being packed for a Chicago trip), I’m flooded with memories of each item’s former life. Today I must acknowledge that Eric and Christy will never again lay their sweet heads down on pillowcases featuring Princess Leia, Cookie Monster, NFL team logos, or Wonder Woman. Do they even remember doing so? It’s okay to give away these pieces of their childhood; isn’t it better that our children are exploring boldly and enjoying so many aspects of life rather than simply falling asleep dreaming about doing it?