We originally decided we wanted to sell our train table, because we didn't want a bulky peice of furniture taking up space in any of the rooms in our house. Easton has been so sad about this, and has tried to convince us that there is plenty of room for his special train table. Finally, he came up with an argument that I couldn't say no to. After his Grandma and Grandpa Pingel left, he said "Mommy, Grandma and Grandpa's bed is bigger than my train table, so why can't my train table fit in the office?" (They had been sleeping on a Queen size blowup mattress in the office). So, I gave in, measured it, and sure enough, there is plenty of room in the office to fit the table without it getting in the way of anything else in the room. He was so excited when we put it all together today, he even went and got all the toys out of his room and organized them just how he wanted them in all the storage bins underneath the table. What a great debater!
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