Well, Neil and I have a bit of a problem. Since Will was diagnosed, we started a badddd habit. We would let Will get in bed with us whenever he or we wanted. We just wanted him near us every second possible. We didn't want to look back in 2, 5, 10 or however many years we have and regret it. So, now that reality has sort of sunk in, we're trying to break us all of the habit. Consistency is key. My brain tells me that, but my heart just wants to snuggle. So, some nights the heart wins. At any rate, the toys are much better organized.
The old "baby" room.
Toy shelf - what a mess of plastic.
Singing in bed to mom.