The Big Blue Chair

Lots of changes have been going on around here. I want to get all our ducks in a row before we start all of our school. Mostly rooms and sleeping issues straightened out the best I can.

We got the extra mattress for our homemade trundle in the girls' room for EG. We got Boop'sbed straightened around for him to sleep in it in his room. The crib needed to go. Not because I am tired of looking at it, but because we need the space.

The girls' room has been painted. The last things we will do are hang up some type of curtains, get some type of reading chair off Craig's list and daddy is going to build some bookshelves. Oh yeah, I want to either paint each girl's name on the wall or do some type of vinyl thing they haveout now.

Boop's room needs to be redone big time. It hasn't been touched in six year. So, EG, started tearing down the border, during her "nap time." So, we are all taking turns tearing it down. The goal for his room is camo. Is anyone really surprised?? Daddy has already hung up a set of antlers!

The next big thing to go out of Boop's room is the big blue chair. To get rid of the big blue chair will free up tons of space. The big blue chair. Has seen a lot.

The big blue chair was around when I would read to Nature Girl when she was only 4 months old. She and I would sit in the chair, at least once a day, and read Charlotte's Web. Also, she would nap in that chair, in my arms, almost every afternoon for months. It was the only way I could get her to sleep. Stick a pacifier in her mouth and start rocking. In the big blue chair.

Have I mentioned it has seen a lot. I rocked all the kids in it when they were sick. I have slept in it on many, many nights. Sometimes with a child. Sometimes alone. Sometimes just to be in the same room as a sick child. Countless relatives and friends have sat in it holding all my children.

When NG was older and would "nap" in her room, I would find her, many times, in the big blue chair, having rocked herself to sleep.

I have nursed in it. Fed bottles in it. It has a lot of history. Of my history. Of our history. But, like many things, it is time to move on. To find a different home for the big blue chair.

My dream is to have a mom with some kids, who need a chair for a play room or something. A chair that will be used, but, it doesn't matter what happens to it, like a spilled drink. I don't want to take it to the dump. It has a spring broken or something. It still works but I don't think a donation place would take something that is broken.

Anyway, it is time to say good bye. To the big blue chair . . .