a less full nest
I spent the evening helping my daughter move into her new apartment. She has the cutest and most perfect starter apartment with a fireplace and a bedroom loft.
We figured out how to use her dishwasher and filled it up. We put the mop and broom together. I have to say it, "In my day we didn't have to assemble our mops and brooms."
I sat on the couch comforting her cat who was certain I'd take her home with me.
I watched Sarah open boxes and pull out items. She's been collecting dishes and towels and stuff for this day since she was sixteen. Now she was able to use them for the first time.
Two weeks ago she said she would cook Thanksgiving Dinner. She also said, "how do you cook a turkey?"
