Well, technically non of them are new.
Repurposed beds for all just doesn’t sound as exciting.
Payne was outgrowing the toddler bed and the crib converts into a bed, so Dan and I had to COMMIT to a COMPLETE TURNOVER OF BEDS in our house. Scary business.
So I bought Payne new bedding, and a mattress, and box springs.
Then Dan converted the crib.
Then we realized that the crib converts to a full bed, not a twin.
So I said “f*ck” and ran out of the house to go exchange the mattress and box springs.
I returned at 8pm, so Dan could finish the bed:
Genevieve has finally named me.
She calls me…
I don’t even get the obligatory year of “mama” and the following precious years of “Mommy”?
She speaks like 20 words, nearly all of which are only gross approximations of words, EXCEPT for “Mom”.
Oh, and also, Payne came home with this on Thursday:
Well, my last post was published at 3 a.m. because I was up with a sick kiddo.
Then I got sick.
Then Dan got sick.
Then we pawned off our still slightly sick kids on family so we could go here:
And do this: