"Labor" Day!

We moved the weekend Clay was born. There was no planning the perfect nursery, just praying for an address because the hospital will not let homeless folks leave with babies.
Lydia, baby #2, arrived while God stirred our hearts to move...no nursery here either.
When expecting baby #3, we had more kids then bedrooms= no nursery decorating. The big kids were moved in together to allow baby napping time without robbing another child of their space as well. This is Miss Blake's little room. The walls are primed and ready for paint for the permanent boarder. (My girlfriend stripped the world's most trying boarder and primed the walls for me as a baby gift isn't that fabulous!!)



Welcome permanent boarder! Clay and dad picked out the colors with recommendations from mom. My Dear calls the colors North vs. the South (navy and grey)....how interesting since Clay's new interest in the presidents...Abe Lincoln, here we come! Although, George Washington is his favorite because he had red hair-bet you did not know that! Look how stink'n happy Clay is!! Lucky for him, no teeth are needed for this job-ha, another George Washington similarity!

Daddy's lovely assistant in her painting clothes-stained and ready to go-easy to find stained clothes with this vivacious child!

The master painter with his apprentices.

The want-to-be-painter and her opinion of being given a brush but told to stay away from the paint. You can thank me later for not adding sound to this photo...she was pitiful!

Night #1 As excited at the kids were about this project, the evening was difficult. The room was not ready to be slept in so all 3 kids slept in one room. Blake had a hard time falling asleep in her new room therefore, so did everyone else. Then of course, they were all up with the sun, the first person awake was the rooster!

Night #2 The following night, Clay was in his new room. Who would have thought it would be so hard? As we got quiet, he asked if Lydia could sleep in his room...oh, poor guy. I began reading with him but Blake, who was already in bed, was crying and Lydia wanted to fix it so it was a circus! I left Clay to tend to Blake and ordering Lydia back to bed and returned to Clay...repeat. Sadly, the redheads, fell asleep crying an hour or more past bedtime....yuck! Did we do the right thing?

Night #3 Tonight was better, off to sleep he went,exhaustion seems to do that.
Blake cried less. Those in behavior change say, give it 3 nights, and sure enough it was the ticket! We have seen it for getting rid of pacifiers and weaning as well. It just works! I think this room changing is working too!

I finally have rooms to decorate! I have the most precious hanging for Clay's wall and am itching to get it up. It reads, "Like CLAY in the potter's hands." A prefect reminder to him and his mama. Clay has his own sign he made for the door that says, "Kepe Out!" But told Lydia it did not mean her. Not sure who it is for but, hey, the kid has his own room, he will decide!


Sidebar: This is my 100th post!!!