Here’s why I put together the bunk bed:
Not because I thought it would be easy. It wasn’t.
Not because I knew how to use my husband’s drill. I didn’t.
Not because I thought I would be fast or wise or good at this particular job.
I put together the bunk bed with my girls so they could feel capable and awesome, so they will grow up using their own drills with confidence, and take on projects with chutzpah and grace.
We built the crap out of that bunk bed today.
And it only took four hours.
