Her room was the first to get "set up" into a workable environment. It's still no where close to being done. But it's good enough for right now.
She was carrying around her BFF, as she always does, and I thought there would be no harm in letting her free roam.
Twenty minutes later, I had a nice dusting of goldfish throughout our apartment. And unfortunately, this particular day, my husband had Lucy with him at the townhouse doing last minute touch-ups.
So, the goldfish remained until Lucy got home and gladly helped with the mess.
I think that Kinley thoroughly enjoys her room. She definitely knows that it's hers and she loves to play with her toys in her room. We had the bright idea to keep all of her messy (aka: million pieces) toys in her room so that our living room can look more like a family area and less like a toy box threw up.
So far, it's working. Rarely does she bring toys out of her room. I mean, we kept a few toys in the living room and she'll play in there as well....but the majority of the mess is in her room. Watching her playing in there makes her look like such a little girl and so far from the tiny baby that I had in my arms a year ago.
She'll be 15 months next week. Wow. Fifteen months.
We're still nursing. Only once, sometimes twice, a day. And I can finally say that I'm ready to wean. I just don't really know how. I'm going to discuss it with her pediatrician next Saturday at her 15 month appointment.
She has surpassed walking and is now running down the hall and through the house. Lucy doesn't stand a chance anymore.