Guest Room, Pronto!

When we returned from Zion's, my dad called with sad news: my aunt had passed away. He was hoping he could stay with us, and of course we were happy to have him.

Remember the queen mattress I bought for Julia in December? It has been hanging out in the girls' second room (now affectionately called the library - see why?).

True to form, I haven't done anything with that mattress. So I started moving things around. Collin's room was going to be remade into the guest room. Why? It's upstairs, which is saying a lot once you have older parents. Collin's bed went into Jack's room. It's a little crowded in there now. But Jack loves having a "second bed."

I tried to use online classifieds to find a used box spring and frame, but they were going for about $100 together online. At Mattress Dealzz, a local chain, they had both for $120. And they're new, with a 5-year-warrantee.

Doug kindly installed a catch plate on the door frame, so that the door would close and lock (important with five little busybodies running around). With the bed and an extra chair for putting on shoes, we had a guest room (with about one hour to spare before I went to collect guests from the airport!).

The funeral was very, very long...but the music was amazing. That side of the family is so talented - there was a quartet, a violin solo, a vocal solo, and a group number at the funeral. At the graveside, we were blessed with a trumpet solo and bagpipes at the graveside. Good bagpipes, I must say.

While my dad and his wife were here, she solved my mirror/arrangement issue by putting one of my pink lanterns in place of the large flower arrangement:

Looks much better now, I think. She also helped my girls clean their room (a major undertaking!). So, while we were sad to see my aunt leave us, we are grateful that she is with her husband and youngest boy again. And we got to see so many people in the family that we never see. We've really got to stop waiting until someone dies to see family!

Okay, so now it's over. Collin was thrilled to see the big bed in his room, and pleaded to be allowed to keep it. For now, he can. Jack, as I said before, is excited about the two beds in his room.  He tries to sleep on a different bed each night. Gotta spread the love, right?