This introvert mama is thankful for a Wednesday with NOTHING on the calendar. I’ve checked the fridge calendar at least five times this morning to make sure I’m not missing something.
Norah turned 7 on Sunday. Seven.
She’s a cutie-patootie. Full of creativity and questions. She wants to be a “dolphin-trainer, architect, inventor” when she grows up.
My favorite gift was built by her daddy. First, let me show you why he built it. This is Norah’s bed:
I’m not sure where she sleeps. And since she’s on the top bunk, I jump out of my skin when something falls out at night. It echoes through the entire house. Scott saved the day with this beauty:
Hooks to hang her headlamp, drawers for all those itsy things, and shelves!
I love it!