the room switch is happening at a pace slower than my 3 year old telling me a story.(and that's slow).
currently Ty and Jada have moved into their spots but we're still hogging the spot reserved for the little boys.
certain remaining tasks require carrying heavy furniture so i patiently wait for the blissful combination of a free afternoon and some rippling biceps. it's a combination that's proving to be as rare as [insert your own witty example here. i tried but my brain is too tired for witty at 10pm]
thankfully, my 3 year old's story telling is developing my patiently waiting skills.
(bonus points if you spotted a kiddo in one of the pics)