Four beds, one Saturday morning

The morning started at 8:30 with coffee, a truck, and a checklist of four addresses. By noon, four children had beds of their own for the first time. (Placeholder story — replace with your own post.)

Every delivery ends the same way: a made bed, fresh bedding, and a kid bouncing on a mattress while the grown-ups pretend not to cry. If you have a truck or a free Saturday, we can use you.