crap craft room was beginning to look like an episode of Hoarders. While Mr. Dork and the Littles were away recently, I gave it a good Mary Poppins-type clean up.
And while I was repainting some furniture
I fixed up Little V with her own office in my workspace. The desk was an unloved, $5.00 thrift store find. I gave it some fresh white paint and new knobs plus some vinyl shelf paper for the top.
(I scored that stool at Ikea months ago.)
I loaded up those drawers with craft supplies. I was thinking that *maybe* I could have six minutes uniterrupted if she had her own space to raid instead of mine. I didn't know how the whole thing would fly with a two year old, but she actually quite likes it.
Because I gave her
button jars of her own.
Now she likes to tell me, "Mom, I'm going to the office!"