Like mother, like daughter

Eden cleaned up the play room this afternoon, and promptly set up some rules about how our family might keep this room looking at it's best. I couldn't help but chuckle, because certain traits just have to be genetic: 1. the idea that keeping a space clean is important and 2. making rules about such values and 3. designing a poster for such rules and putting it front and centre so NO ONE will miss it (it is the first thing you see as you go into the basement). This girl sometimes drives me crazy, but everyday is a reminder, that yes, I did give birth to her, she has a large proportion of my genes and I love her so very, very much...


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