By noon today the entire house was magazine clean. Everyone is settled in their new rooms and all set up...Just in time for the little one's family birthday party.
I can't believe my little baby boy is nine years old. His sister is 6 but it's the number 9 I'm struggling with. It doesn't sound right yet and won't come out of my mouth without the brain going, "Really? How the hell did that happen! I swear I didn't blink!" Needless to say he enjoys that.
They love having their own rooms. I split them once before but they were not ready. This time they were. They are both so proud of their rooms and were pleased to give tours to anyone who would take one. Z even went up and took naps in her own bed without prompting. And thus far the rooms are clean...I know it's early yet, but please, let me enjoy the fantasy.
All in all I think we can safely say the weekend was a success.
Hey Lilli - Any chance you stopped by Martini Cartwheels around 10:45 last night? 20,000 has been reached!
ReplyDeleteI'm still trying to wrap my head around six...suddenly she's so much older.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it's because she's the last that I'm clinging so tightly.