Making the Bed

Well, the time has finally arrived. Mary and Russ are arriving early tomorrow morning (in time for breakfast, even!). We weren't going to tell Jeremy that they were coming until the last minute in order to preserve the surprise, but yesterday when we started rearranging furniture to make a guest room, Jeremy got really upset. He's one of those children that doesn't handle change well, and moving his little brother, along with all the accompanying toys, was unnerving him more than a little bit. In an effort to help him understand the need for all the upheaval, I told him early about the impending arrivals. Last night when we finally made it home from my mom's with the borrowed queen bed and the borrowed bedding, Jeremy was so excited that Grandpa and Grandma Fellows were coming that he insisted on making the bed himself. He methodically unfolded the blanket, and through sheer force and perseverance managed to pull it on to the bed and straighten out all of the wrinkles. If you've never seen a three year old try to make a queen size bed, you really ought to take the next opportunity. It made me tired just watching him! He kept running from side to side, and then getting on top and pulling the covers up. He painstakingly, bit by bit, managed to pull the blanket all the way to the head of the bed. He actually did a great job! Unfortunately, I had to pull them off this morning and put on the sheets, but I managed to do it when he wasn't around so that he didn't see me disturb his masterpiece.