So, at the end of "quiet time" (those quiet afternoon moments when all kids retreat to their individual spaces for naps/reading/other quiet activities, giving me a little kid-free time so that I can remain sane for the remainder of the day) last week, Girl 1 called me upstairs to see what she was calling her "Coom."
"Look, Mom, I moved into the closet! I figured it might be good to practice living small before we move to the mobile home."
By her calculations, she had all she needed in her little closet/room. Maybe I should go ahead and move all three of the kiddos into their closets. Then, when we get to the mobile home, they'll find it spacious!