As a parent there are various stages you reach in your life - goodbye Huggies, cot, pram, high chair and assorted bits and pieces.
Oh, isn't lovely when you can head out the door without lugging a huge bag of assorted needs?
At the weekend we closed another chapter. We said goodbye to our faithful cubbyhouse.
Bought secondhand from a colleague a decade ago we transported it - in its eight pieces - from Blackburn and duly set it up in our tiny Richmond courtyard.
We filled it with the itty bitty things that the littlies love - the small dresser, oven, table and chair (thrown in with the cubby) and assorted dinner sets, toasters and much more.
For a long time it was a source of great pleasure.
But some time, and I can't quite put my finger on when, it became a repository for everything that did not have a home. That's what happens when you live on small blocks without garages.
It bulged with boogies boards, golf clubs, bikes, easels and much more.
Some time recently I decided enough. We needed to get rid of it and unlock a rather large corner of our small backyard. A hastily organised garage sale saw it and other things we could live without put on the selling block.
Although we had mixed results, we offload the cubbyhouse. The new owner is excited. They live around the corner and are planning a makeover for it. They say where they plan to re-erect it will mean we will see it from the street. Looking forward to that. And I am also looking forward to planning what I am going to do with my nearly 2m by 2m plot. What should I do?
