On Saturday, Daddy and I built Abby's BIG, big girl bed (we called her toddler bed her 'big girl bed'). That, in and of itself, was a trip to see.
It was a true testament to my darling husband's patience- with me...
You see, one of my wonderful co-workers gave us their daughter's older bed when they bought her a new one. It is SO cool- it has a slide! Anyhow, from said reasons above, it did not come with instructions. We were on our own (cue the scary music)...
After getting one side all nice and tight, I took a look at it and sighed a heavy sigh, telling Kyle I believed we messed up and it needed to go on the other side. He didn't bat an eye (although he did mention that he thought we did it right the first time...) and got right to work switching the pieces.
Needless to say, after attaching BOTH pieces now, I stood back and looked at the puzzle of the bed and realized that I was wrong (remember this statement always, I don't usually admit when I'm wrong, especially in print!) and sighed an even heavier sigh than the one before. This time Kyle just looked up at me with knowing eyes, waiting for me to say what he already knew I was going to say. "I messed up. Sorry!" were the words out of my mouth. He just silently shook his head and started unscrewing things...
After a much longer time than needed be, here is the end result:
Abby was SO happy! I think that made it all worth it in the end ;) Thank you, honey, for being far more patient with me, than I often am with you. I could stand to learn a lot from you ;)