Sitting here on a cold frosty morning with my sleepy eyed babies... all of us piled on our less-than-large-enough couch... one blanket to go around. Nika the last to rise and join us, she crawls up next to Payton and says, "Blankey? Me?"
To most... this may seem insignificant. To me... this is big. Having been an orphan in her past life, Nika tends to be a very stay-behind-the-scenes, submissive kid. That's not to say she can't throw a good temper tantrum. Ha.
At one time... she would not have joined us on the couch, until invited. She would have sat on the floor in front of us... as if she was not worthy.
At one time... she would not have asked for some blanket, until offered. She would have sat next to us and shivered... as if she was not worthy.
It has taken us awhile to get her out of orphan mode, when it comes to certain things... and we still have a journey ahead of us. One of her goals in speech therapy has been to use her words and ask for things on her own without being prompted... like something as simple as asking for help.
We are getting there... we are breaking this thick barrier. It is good.
I think I'm nesting... only I don't quite have a reason to nest. Other than the fact that my house has way too much crap in it and I am close to deeming myself a hoarder.
Okay, not really... but we do have too much crap. It's sickening, really.
One problem... I tend to jump from project to project. If any one thing ever gets completed... it is a reason to celebrate.
Yesterday's project... front closet makeover. This closet faces the kids' backpack corner and it is for shoes only. Previously, I had plastic fabric shoe racks hanging from the shelf above.
But three kids + plastic fabric = disaster.
I decided to remove the shelf, paint and install those wooden cubby shoe racks... three of them stacked vertically.
Fairly boring, really... but great for organizing shoes. Especially considering we are always missing one shoe of every pair... not an ideal situation when you are trying to get out of the house with children in tow.
Mason started winter training for baseball with a local pro this week... he is so excited. I love that he has something that he loves so much. He has become quite the little baseball player... my baby ain't so much a baby anymore.