Sometimes it is the Small Things

Over six months ago two of my favorite necklaces tied themselves into a knot that was so complicated and thick that it even beat the world-renowned-knot-undoer-lady, also known to the Mrs. as "Mom". And Mom battled bravely on it for over one hour.

Then Little One took it on; then Mom had try 2; and then I assumed the call to battle. All over six months.

However, this evening, after almost another hour of blood, sweat, tears, and numerous naughty words*, the Mrs. won and separated the one messy knot into two beautiful necklaces that she can finally wear again.

Here's the proof:

Sometimes it is the small things.

*only one of these four is accurate. :)



xo