So today, while doing laundry, with her by my side, she started talking to me about the flowers on the wall. Years ago when we moved into this house, my sister and I went a little nuts in the laundry room – as only sisters can do. It is one of my favorite memories with her even if a lot of the paint ended up on my cloths and in my hair. This was the result… a whole little room of daisies.
That was almost 8 years ago and time has taken it’s toll. There are a lot of places that need touched up, so much so that the whole room is going to have to be repainted. But I haven’t wanted to do it because of the memories associated with the room.
I told B that Aunt L helped me paint them. I said Aunt L drew those on the wall for mommy.
Flash forward a few hours…
Tonight, the kids spontaneously sat down to watch Toy Story on that retro machine people used to call a VCR. They were so content looking and settled, I thought I would leave them there while I caught up on something I couldn’t do with B by my side. Ironing.
After about 20 minutes, B came to me with this…
“Here mommy, I give this to you.”
Expecting the worst, I asked her to show me what she drew on.
“Ok, come show me,” she said while she took me around the house.
There was Hubby’s office desk…
The fish tank…
And of course, the laundry room.
Notice the careful detail in the flowers… just like Aunt L!
Of course it was on her dress, face and hands. But thankfully nothing else. And unbelievably enough, it came off the fish tank and hubby’s desk.
I think I will leave her mark on my laundry wall for a little longer, she worked so hard!
Oh boy, this could have been SO much worse... thank goodness it wasn't!