Anyway, Susie's new room: since Brian moved into David's old room, Susie - eager to escape the frequent death glares leveled at her by her sister and erstwhile roommate Rachel - claimed Brian's former bedroom for her very own. And never mind that we had just painted it for Brian less than 3 years ago (after Anna moved out - do try to keep up) - Susie didn't like the dark blue he had picked out. So we took her to the paint store where she picked out a paint color on the very first try.
I know! She shares our DNA and everything, yet this happened. We're calling it the Miracle of the Cayman Blue Paint Swatch.
|Behold! We have been endued with a color from on high!|
Is there a patron saint of painting? Susie should probably take that name at Confirmation.
I would like to point out here that this is the VERY FIRST TIME anyone as young as 10 has gotten her own room in our home. This is the benefit of being the last-born, I guess. At age 10, first-born Theo was still being forced to bunk with both his brothers.
Come to think of it, everyone in this house has his/her own room now, except Larry and me. What's up with that?