Those darn "lasts"

For me, the "lasts" related to the kids growing and changing have to be handled a bit like ripping off a bandaid.  Just do it quickly and don't look back.  However, I do want to remember and document some of the lasts. 
Just the other night we stumbled on a "last".  We've been slowly changing Cooper's room over from a firefighter theme to basketball.  Truthfully the room has been bit of a mess since the summer.  When the big Pottery Barn box of new bedding arrived Friday, I knew what had to be done.  That night I tucked Cooper in under his firefighter quilt one last time. 

We talked about how we would wash it up and hand it down to Blake for use in his firefighter room.  Suddenly the tears started flowing.  Not from me this time but from my sweet little boy.  He tried with all his might to hold them at bay but he's my kid and we all know that never works.  So we both snuggled up and talked about the fun times with that blanket and how we want Blake to have those fun times, too.  That seemed to do the trick and before long Cooper was drifting off to sleep.
The next morning I swooped in and replaced the fireman blanket with the updated big kid bedding.  It wasn't long until I heard Cooper shouting, "Oh, wow, I love my new bed. Can we get the LeBron FatHead now?"  Hearing his excitement made this mama's heart feel just a tiny bit better.  But, boy, will I miss that little boy under the firefighter blanket.