Bit By Bit

Each night, after Gretchen falls asleep, I've been whipping our new apartment into shape. My room looks like a room, the dining nook is now usable, the living room is... well, a box repository, but it's coming along.

Bit by bit.

Slowly, surely.

Here are a few late night snapshots from last week.

Last week, Gretchen crawled into bed with me one morning -- the morning after I'd hung new curtains and all of the artwork in my bedroom -- she nursed and snuggled, then starting peering around the room, taking in all the new additions.

"Oh mama, it's just beautiful. Are those new? That's lovely! Thank you so much for decorating this room for me! Can we decorate myyyy room?"

Sometimes she speaks as if she's a little lady, and it melts my heart. She's wise. An old soul, if you will.

She makes my heart happy.