Amusing Dad & I painted the first coat this afternoon. It's
"There goes the last butterfly," remarked Timid Daughter.
The last one indeed. Like butterflies that flit in ever-widening circles away from my garden are my daughters. This summer we've given little bits of freedom to LMH, like riding her bike to the pool with a friend (and without us). I sigh as she goes, say a brief prayer and return to my housework. Timid Daughter wants to follow as soon as she can.
The transformation from little girl pink to big girl
Which makes me anxious to move on to decorating the room the Uber-Princess will occupy next. She's asking for - get this - princesses on her walls. Who'da thunk?!
And so we'll still have one "little girl" room. For now.