This is the picture I sent to Lily last night when she texted to ask how it was going. I love that picture. I can see the woman in it that Maggie will become and yet, she is still such a little girl with her princess book, wearing the nightgown I made her.
She was a good bed partner, only waking up once and I think she was just dreaming then. She woke me a little after eight this morning, which was good because she had to be at dance at 10:30 and I had to make pancakes and bacon and eggs because that is what the woman baby wanted. She was absolutely a perfect guest up until it was time to go and oh! How she did not want to leave. I had to resort to my old bribe and distract school of child tending and promise her M&M's if she would get in the car without fussing.
And she did.
It has been a beautiful day.
I spent a lot of time inside today, despite the sun, because it has been so chilly but just the sight of that blue sky outside my windows and doors has cheered me so. I did another cleaning project and tackled the old vanity in the hallway that holds many treasures and pictures and things that are meaningful only to me. I took everything off of it and dusted it well, cleaned the objects, washed the doilies, and put everything back.
I have never forgotten that.
As you can see I also picked camellias. The freeze we're going to have tonight and tomorrow will kill all of the blossoms so I gathered them while I could.
And I did lots of laundry and dried and folded it and put it all away. All day I've been listening to Cloud Cuckoo Land and I cannot say enough about the way Anthony Doerr can craft a tale that spans centuries and continents, characters, sagas, and dreams, and weaves them all together into a glorious, tight, bright whole-ness. Maybe it's just me but I find no false steps, no moments or even seconds of disbelief or confusion, just an incredible story written by a master of his craft.
My iPhone gives me memories in my photos app daily and here is one that showed up today.