Ethan got a new bed this week. His room is the smallest of the bedrooms but has fantastic built-in bookshelves. His two twin beds were just too much for the room. While E was in school, Chris and I rearranged his room and "spiffied" it up for him. He was so excited when he got home that he spent most of the evening lounging in his new digs. I loved how excited he was.
The next day, when I picked him up from school, he asked me if I made his bed as he had not had a chance.
Me: "Ummmmm, no. That's your job."
Ethan: "Aw, man. Now I'm going to have to make my bed, leave my room and then walk back in it so I can experience the same new exciting feeling I did yesterday."
[I need a nice bed skirt if anyone has suggestions.]
Tell me about your week. Did you have a moment of levity?