Fast forward 7 years: Chris, myself, 3 kids, 1 cat, and one idiot dog all smooshed together in the same 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom house. The carpets need to be replaced again. We're slowly, but surely repainting rooms. We've fixed the fence in the back yard with zip ties multiple times. No, I'm not kidding.
Sure, we could move, but then I wouldn't be able to say fun things like "Why can't I ever have anything nice?" and "Maybe it'll just catch on fire when nobody's home?" Plus we like the neighborhood, so like any responsible parents, our own comfort takes precedence over the comfort of our three children.
The girls share a bedroom out of necessity, and share a bed because they enjoy it. Take a bedroom the size of a Prius and add in a full size bed. Now add a dresser. Now add a Barbie Dream House. Now imagine that Toys 'R Us exploded and it rained toys all over. Yep, add that too and some dirty clothes and some clean clothes that Mommy hasn't felt like putting away... since maybe...August?
Sounds magical, doesn't it? This is a taste of what it looks like:
I found a few interesting things online today. One was this. Click it. You know you wanna...
The other was this. Take the time to click through each of the photos and read the captions that accompany them. Beautiful, heartbreaking, funny, shocking, innocent, and real.
Just like two girls I know.
When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep, counting my blessings