The girls are getting a new room; our old room. We have a new room. A room that was but a shell three years ago. This summer we bit the bullet, worked with an excellent builder, who let us do some of the work ourselves. Finally, we moved in, and the girls are getting a bigger space.
It needs paint. They picked out lilac.
This weekend I said to them, "It's your room. You need to work."
No questions, no complaints. The little ones helped to wash the walls, spackle the cracks and holes, sand, wash again and prime. It's so easy to list all that in one sentence, but it's taken days. The girls hung in there. They did it. It's going to be their new room. They are invested in it. Hopefully we'll have the job all done and they will be moved in by the weekend.
All except new curtains. We haven't picked out their material yet.
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