There are many challenges to having five to eight foster children on any given day.
This is one of them:
I can make a nice little rap and sing “Put your gloves in your hat, and your hat in your sleeve!” I can even make up a nice little dance to go with it. I can say it so many times the kids start singing it soon as we pull into the driveway.
But that doesn’t solve the coat problem.
When you have at least one jacket, sometimes a raincoat, and a heavy coat for each child, not even counting backpacks, the whole lot of it turns into one big pile.
That’s when you call Grandad:
Because Grandads have ideas.
And this is a coat emergency.
So guess who hung out today, measuring and eyeballing and drilling holes?
He worked on it all day, while I did laundry and Nathan did rehearsals for Primary and Symphony both, and I cleaned house and finished reorganizing after setting up the new room.
I made coconut chicken and broccoli for dinner, gave six baths, and started tackling socks when he said it was ready to install.
I was super excited, and all his drilling and screwdrivering didn’t phase the sleeping babies.
Know what is the only thing that can make a girl happier than clean kids and a clean house?
“This thing,” as the Toddler frequently says:
Everything fits perfectly! Now they each have a hook for their backpack and their coats!
And the height is exactly right for all their snow boots to fit underneath!
I am so entirely, completely thrilled!