NO, they become teenagers and “borrow” your stuff and never return it. You go looking for it in their room, but you couldn’t find an elephant in there because you turned over the job of keeping their rooms tidy when they went to middle school, because, hey- you’re raising them to be independent adults, right? Forget that their rooms look like a bomb went off, and that the smell of gross sports paraphernalia wafts out each time their door opens and shuts…so, you buy a new glue gun, another cordless drill, another set of screwdrivers. And then they leave for college and you feel like you are missing your heart…Cuddle your little ones for me and savor every moment. Messes make the best memories!

oh, that IS nice! Thanks for sharing!

I hear you, I have to pack up too or my little one gets too curious! Someday they’ll grow up and leave our stuff alone…right?? 😉

I know! I’m so jealous of all of them. Before we moved I was kitchen island quilter. Or sometimes even the floor. I’m going to have to move to the kitchen table now too, I think! Maybe someday… sigh…