On Saturday I headed out on a whim to look for bedroom furniture for the girls. We weren't in any hurry, but definitely starting to feel like it was time. The girls slept in their cribs set up as toddler beds since the Maryland move. Lately we were noticing that they spent a lot of time in our bed. We wondered if their frequent waking was a sign that their beds were becoming uncomfortable. It was also frustrating for me not to be able to sit on their beds and pray with them at night, sit on the bed and read them a story, or even just climb in bed next to them to cuddle after a nightmare. It seemed like time to get them some big girl beds and bedroom furniture. Craig and I spent a lot of time talking about our various options: bunk beds, double-twin captain's beds, jack-and-jill twin beds, or one big bed. Falling out of bed was a serious concern. So was jumping on the bed. We eventually decided that one big bed was safer than them jumping from bed to bed in any double setup.
Carrie: Mommy, there's a NEW TREE outside!
Melina: Mommy the tree is PAINTED!
Carrie: Mommy, did you paint the tree outside? Did you paint it for us?
Mommy: No. The new tree is a gift from God! He paints the trees like this for us every spring. He covers them with flowers so we can be happy and enjoy them! Isn't that nice?
Carrie: Mommy, I'm getting my new bed today!
Mommy: Carrie, it's night. Go back to sleep.
Carrie: New bed! New bed! New bed! Yaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy!
Mommy was half successful getting Carrie subdued by letting her cuddle in bed beside her and trying to go back to sleep. Carrie was too excited to settle down again. Her little legs ran circles against my side. Her hands walked up and down my arm. Two hours later I gave up, and got out the painting things to start on the girls' room. It was a Carrie-approved move. She held the tape as we protected the baseboards. She handed me the screwdriver to remove their outlet covers. She seemed none the worse for wear to be up in the very middle of the night. Painting her room was great fun.
Melina: Mommy, we want to go to Chick-fil-A!
Mommy: But the working men are here. We can't leave them.
Carrie: We want them to take us to Chick-fil-A!
Melina: They can take us in their big, big truck!