Our basement is largely unfinished. Remember back about a year ago when we finished the two bedrooms in my basement? That was a great day. Now, the time is upon us where we should be able to finish the family room and the bathroom and the hallway too (or, in other words... all the other rooms in our basement)!!! Isn't that exciting? I think so.
As I'm writing this post, my Ella is wearing my Rollerblades (she wears mine because she doesn't have any of her own because her feet grow like mad. MAD, I tell you! The child is seven years old and she wears a size 4 or 5. I wore a size 5 when I was in 5th grade... she's in 2nd!). She is wearing my blades and zooming from her [finished] room, through the [unfinished] family room, down the [unfinished] hall and into Mac's [finished] bedroom. My children have done this every day for the past month or two... strapped on their blades and zoomed around on our concrete, unfinished floors. What a blessing this has been through the dreary months of winter when outside play on concrete sidewalks is just a memory, and the dream of Spring dances in front of our closed eyes as we cuddle in front of gas-forced-air heat.
If that wasn't enough, Rohan spent a good hour yesterday doing drawings with sidewalk chalk on our concrete basement floors while Mac and I were doing school. We've had a few ants in our basement as the weather is starting to change and Roh drew "traps" for them in addition to a large, Rohan-sized arrow that pointed toward the invaders with the word "DEAD" written after the arrow. He had to let the pesky ants know that their fate was sealed...
And so, when the time comes (soon!) to enjoy carpeted floors and real walls rather than our own in-home skating rink/chalk-drawing board, it will be a bittersweet thing.
But mostly sweet.