progress

Well, the basement is almost framed. The plumbing has been roughed out. I have ordered carpet and tile and secured a tile installer who will also pour the shower pan. We got a sink base out of a "bones pile" at a fancy kitchen and bath store. It was $100 and would ordinarily sell for about $400. Cherry wood, beautiful finish, two sets of drawers. Getting bids on electric and drywall. I have been collecting things for the room. I found just the quilts I had hoped for on close out at Ross. I had to go to several stores to find two, soft fleece blankets too, plastic laundry baskets, etc.... I read in one of the books that buying the things for the child makes it feel real. It sure does. But having somewhere to put them other than the living room will be great too! Soon enough.
I am sick at home today. In bed most of the day. I have had a rough spring with sickness. I am usually never ill. Oh well. This too shall pass.
Olivia is writing a wonderful poem, she is sick too. Better than I am at this point.

How I Wish I Were A Bird
By Olivia

How I wish I were a bird,
I could fly o-so-high,
But not just a little normal bird, but a big hawk
instead I would try to help the gardeners get rid of all the rodents
and have a tasty breakfast, lunch and dinner,
but I am just a little helpless worm,
who lives under the ground trying not to be seen by a bird
Oh, how I wish I were a bird.

Well, off I go.