Verbing

Lu has built a pile - 'a sandcastle bed' - out of the materials lying in my study, waiting to be transformed into beautiful and useful things. She is falling into it, saying "I am softing into my bed", over and over again.

Sometimes she gets it just right. Working my way through piles - literally - of work, with limited sleep due to Nell's sleep struggles, I want so much to soft into my bed.