In a week month season year when luck doesn’t seem to be shining on us too often, sometimes it’s hard to see the little triumphs amidst all the general pain-in-the-neck stuff. Triumph – Sunday afternoon nap time. One happy toddler “Dank-ew Dada, fixit my bid-durl room!” she yelled without prompting, and ran to give one exhausted Dad a giant bear hug – the good kind that lasts several sweet neck-wringing seconds. Nothing is up on the walls, and the books are still slowly being shelved again, but the good night chair is back, and every once in awhile she’ll actually let me rock her in it for a moment and read an extra book or two. We’ve moved on to other mini-crises in the house, but at least at the end of the day we can all collapse exhausted into our own beds.
F’s big girl room looks great!