The Great Divide

So our project this past weekend was to separate the big girls out of the Pit of Despair and into their own rooms. Pete managed to move his office down into the basement and get Erin and Meghan into their own spaces. Why did we do this?

Oh, I'll tell you why.

Because bedtime had turned into a siege every single night, with both of them fighting and crawling so deeply beneath each others' skin in the same room, that we decided to give up the fight. I recognized right away (again) how fortunate we are to be in this home that has given us the ability to spread out and make the spaces work for us in the best way possible.

I'm thrilled to report that they are basking in their separate spaces, going to bed with nary a peep and we have our peaceful evenings back. Viva la quiet!