We survived the first night – although it took her a long time to key down from the excitement. Today when I got upstairs she had dressed herself and made her bed. (It’s water play day today, so that’s a skirted swimsuit under her clothes.) I still need to rehang the artwork that used to center over the crib / toddler bed. I took the bottom three down so the headboard wouldn’t hit them. I also cannot find the bed skirt – but it’s got to be in this house somewhere, so this weekend I’ll hunt it down. (That’s fake sleeping below.)
We put her desk chair by her bed temporarily but I’m on the lookout for a small little landing place for a few things next to her bed.
(That’s real sleeping below.) She looked so enormous in her last bed, and now she looks so tiny in this one. But I remember her almost nine year old sister, and how she looked sprawling across this bed last summer. F asked when she gets E’s red bed and I told her when she goes away to college. And then I got this huge lump in my throat.
She’s still my baby.