Folks, please, if you are interested, sign up for my drivel via the Google Friend Connect on the right. While many of you follow me via Feedblitz, that option will soon be over. I just don’t see the value in paying for their upgrade since their new post announcements are usually much later than the actual appearance of a new post. So I’m gonna drop Feedblitz this morning.
It’s five forty five in the morning and I’m communing with coffee…amidst LFG’s first sleepover. I crashed early last night after playing butler to two young ladies most of the day. I cooked dinner for the girls last night and we are amidst a killer monopoly game that had to be suspended due to bed time. I own Boardwalk and Park Place with a hotel on each so it’s essentially game over. LFG called me out for trying on this cowboy hat while we were hanging yesterday out at Why Not? …a cool little shop in Old Town. I fail to see why this would, even for a moment, embarrass my child.
So I can't leave you with just a Google Friend Connect request and me in a little cowboy hat. So I'll provide another update on the LFG bedroom project. The walls are purple and the doors lime green. Bit by bit, LFG vets an accent piece or two admission into her new nest.
Interesting to observe the new sieve through which she allows things back in her room. Suffice it to say that little of what was billeted there before may now again call her little space home. I'm cool with all of it and LFG is in one hundred percent control of this project. She's selected everything so far...new comforter included.
I've had butterflies about this project since day-one.
We still have empty shelves. Remember the LFG sieve.
The guest trundle. It's actually comfortable. I know...because in the middle of the night when I hear the dulcet tones of LFG announcing "Daddy!" ...nothing else has to be said. I go in, pull out the trundle and sleep beside her. No discussion the next day regarding a big girl being scared in the night. Don't axk-don't tell...LFG's not scared. She just likes to feel "incrementally safer." Shut up.
Speaking of sleep. Friday, after school and en route to my house. Tuckered out after Safety Patrol and Saab chauffeured reading. Dig the lime-green Safety Patrol belt.
Onward. Blessed. ADG, II ...the Sleepover Butler and Google Friend Connector.
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