Tomorrow is the day.  My youngest is moving with her son into a place of her own.  I am so excited for her.  She is going to have some tight times I am sure but she will get through it.  I know she is going to enjoy her independence.  Every young women looks forward feathering her own nest.  Grandma and Grandpa already have plans for them.  There are toys that every baby needs that we don’t have yet because they are too noisy.  We have plant to get him one of those popper ball toys that you roll across the floor.  Every little guy needs drums and Morocco’s.  Oh, and of course a horn.  I think he probably needs one of those little portable radios too.  You know the one.  The one that has the microphone attached.  Ya, that’s just what he needs.  The only problem is if Grandma and Grandpa take care of those needs what are the aunts and uncles going to get him.  Oh ya there is play dough and finger paints out there that every little boy needs.  And how about a puppy or a kitty.  For his momma we have plans too.  All of her junk we have acculminated over the years.  As with he first too, we give them two months to get all of there stuff.  After two months we load it all in the van and put it in front of their door when they are not home.  You have to do it when they are not home that way you don’t have to listen to their excuses as to why they can’t store it.    You never have to take anything back with you this way.