The stool

***Edited to add a picture***

Everyday in some small way I try to talk to the kids about us moving. Like what color do they want their rooms. Or what kind of house do they want. I usually get the usual responses of, "I want a house just like ours. I want stars in my sky, just like now. I want my room to be pink/blue." Today Zoey was a bit sad looking and I asked her what was wrong.

Zoey: Will there be toys there?
Me: Yes. We're going to take all your toys with us. Your bed and clothes too.
Zoey: Oh! Thanks, Mommy!
Me: No problem. I do what I can.
Zoey: Can the stove go too?
Me: Well that depends. If the new house has a better one we'll leave ours here.
Zoey: What about the stool?
Me: What stool?
Zoey: Our time-out stool. It has to go or I won't have no where to sit.

This is the stool. Zoey was almost 2 in the picture. The stool has been used well.