The Tiny Human is playing Disney Infinity. She loves designing the bedrooms. Her room is awesome. She shows me the cool stuff like Loki’s sword and stacks of books. She has a nook set up to look like a tiny Warehouse 13. Then she moves into “my room”. It’s awesome. She really has thought of my favorite things. She has Beauty and the Beast refs and my bed is badass like Maleficent. There are cool little Easter eggs everywhere.
Then she moves into my husband’s room. As she is showing me around, I briefly think it’s odd that he has his own room. Like, she is playing on the Playstation that is in the real-life room that he and I share. Why wouldn’t she just make a room that he and I share? And then, while she is showing me around, I see how she has picked things really specific to him. There are a few things that overlap between his design and mine but most of it is all him. Star Wars and Captain Hook. It’s pretty rad.
And I am happy she has given him his own space. I’m happy that she sees him as his own person and that she has made a room all of his own for him in her Disney Mansion. I’m excited that she knows her stepdad that well and loves him enough to imagine designing a room all of his own with his favorite things just like she did for me. My heart is full. Mom win.