Last week we cleaned out your little girl room and we've been working on switching you over to a young lady's room. I was so pleased at 4:30 check yesterday afternoon to find fresh flowers, classical music, the lamp turned on, and both your brothers hanging out in your room. You're already learning how to create a welcoming space and extend hospitality. I also had more fun than one momma can handle sneaking up and replacing your comforter and curtains with new ones after dinner. Your shrieks of happiness were worth every minute of trouble. But part of last week's work was paying back a debt we'd spent a year accumulating. A time debt, if you will.
