We have a tiny little “room” in our house (more of a walk-in closet, really) which is where the washer and dryer live. It’s also my “craft” room–it houses my yarn and fabric collections, my sewing machines, and also my clothes (the closet in the master bedroom is S’s and the linens’ domain). It’s a rather nicely organized little room,…
Category: Mothering
Differences; walking.
It amazes me sometimes how very different the girls have been. From the very beginning, when R was born, I remember being amazed, wow, a baby CAN cry that loud? She screamed and screamed. E just kind of whined, and not very often at that. R reminded me of a banshee. Now, suddenly, R is walking — not just walking, but walking…
Hooray, self-sufficiency!
I love that our two-year-old–without a word from me–can get a carton of grapes out of the grocery bag, bring it to the counter beside the sink, drag a chair over to the sink so she can reach it, open the carton, detach a bunch of grapes, close the carton back up, wash the grapes, de-stem them, put them in…