Laboring on Labor Day

We almost always find ourselves laboring on Labor Day. Why is that? We are suppose to be taking the opportunity to relax on our extra day off from work, but don't. I labored by cleaning and doing some rearranging in Reese's room. 

This is a shot of Reese's room when you first walk in. 

I expanded her reading area a bit. She really does love to read, so I thought giving her a bigger area to do that was a good idea.

She still sleeps in a crib. I have no desire for that to change until she's ready. She still loves her crib and has never tried to climb out of it (thank goodness). Occasionally she even wants to be in her crib when it's not time to sleep. We have added a blanket and pillow though, so now it's a "big girl" crib. Reese still lets me rock her at night and sometimes in the mornings. I just love doing that.

This last room shot is where her many stuffed animals live and where you'll find her baby's crib. She checks on her baby most mornings and gives her a bottle. I have to prompt her many of those mornings by saying, "Reese have you checked on your baby? I think she's crying for you." She'll start making crying sounds and then run over to pick her up--still by the head of course. Learning to be gentle is something we're working on.

Joe labored by taking apart the downstairs coffee table. It's an injury waiting to happen so we've hid it for now until Reese is a bit older and not so high energy. In other words, it'll be awhile!

We bought and Joe put together a four seater chair and table set. Reese loves sitting at it while watching her cartoons and eating snacks. It's a perfect size for her and you can tell she feels so proud sitting there by herself.

Reese loves tinkering with Joe's tools. She loves figuring out how things work. She will "keep at it" most of the time until she's mastered it. Joe's very handy around the house. He can do all sorts of things. I told him he's going to need to teach Reese all the handy things he knows. He says he plans to if she wants to learn how. I think she just might.

Thankfully, it wasn't all laboring on Labor Day weekend. I got to break free for a few hours to celebrate this handsome Labor Day birthday boy teenager. I actually attended two celebrations for him on the same day. Man, where does the time go Jackson? All grown up.

Happy, 

Happy, 

(13th) Birthday to you, Jackson!

Hopefully, it was filled with love

and labor free!