Shared Space

Sometimes I have to say thanks for this small, cozy apartment. I know that if we had a bigger place, they would each have their own room. Although I sometimes wish that was true for bedtimes, timeouts, or a little peace. Although truly- I am glad they are in a room together.


Paul has enough room to spread out his Play mobile figures and make believe all sorts of adventures. While Henry can play legos and maybe interact with him or just play nearby.


 And Olivine is happy to carry a baby doll and pretend to talk on the phone.


Is her expression making you believe that she is talking to someone? Because I do plenty of double takes wondering what in the world she is laughing at.

I look up and I see this


But my heart feels like this:


They don’t really need the same supervision and I’m the only one who notices.

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