The Kid Room

This morning I had that perfect kind of awakening, the slow, easy kind, with no alarm clock.  Instead, what woke me were the murmuring happy voices of my children on the baby monitor.  I drifted in and out for a few minutes, until I was really awake.  Then I lay there for a while, and just listened.

At first I couldn't make out their exact conversation.  I just heard giggles and happy children sounds.  Then I started to understand what they were saying.  Tes was telling her brother that everyone has a heart.  I listened to her tell him where his heart was, and pictured her hand on her chest.  She continued to chat away as I got up and made my way downstairs.  Their happy voices could still be heard as I made myself a cup of coffee, then quietly pushed open the door to their room.

We recently decided to merge the kids into one room.  Tessie had the bigger room, so it is now "The Kid Room," which Tes loves to tell people.  At first we weren't sure how they would do in a shared space, they have always had their own rooms, Tessie since three months, and Christian since five months.  We were happily surprised.  Tes has fewer nightmares, Christian seems to fall asleep easier, and both kids enjoy talking to each other first thing in the morning.

As I opened the door this morning I found both kids snuggled in Christian's bed, facing each other, and happy as I have ever seen them.  They greeted me with huge smiles, and continued to laugh together about whatever they had been talking about before I came in.  I am not a morning person, by any means, but if I could start my day like that every morning, I might just become one.  I think our decision to turn Tessie's room into "The Kid Room" was the most beautiful decision we have made in a long time.