...i go out in the hallway by the stairs to grab the mattress. as i carry it into the playroom, emily and vicky see me out of the corner of their eye and run (more like a gallop/skip combo) into the playroom with me. i lay the mattress down on the floor and they proceed to jump on it, the happiest looks smeared across their faces. i can't bring myself to be angry that they're messing up our bed making process. so i just fling myself onto the mattress and play with them. we laugh and play and tickle and lay there, vicky and emily on either side of me, staring at me with their toothy grins. i get the other sheets and blankets from the cupboard to finish the bed. i start with the sheet. i lift it up and as it floats down on my two girls they twirl about, giggling all the while, until the sheet (and they) meet the mattress. they hide from me under the sheets as i cover the bed with two wool blankets and it turns into a game of "dónde están vicky y emi?" the bed is made, and my chicitas bonitas are happy.
it might not be the most efficient way of making the bed. but it is without a doubt, my favorite part of the day.


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