As soon as we told my mother-in-law we were expecting she says enthusiastically..."What do you need?"
The first thing I said was, "NO LARGE PLASTIC THINGS"
But...here were in practical land again.
Of course I could walk up and down the stairs to the baby's room every time to feed, change and put it down for a nap. What is the sense in that when I can have my house overrun by plastic things again.
Here is our "Man Den".
My cozy western-themed-with-log-saw room off the kitchen. Hence the cookbook rack.
Seriously...how many cookbooks do I have?
I deciding to relocate the book rack to the dining room
I accessorized with a painted paper screen my Dad brought back from Japan when I was in high school. It was for my mom who gave it to me on "permanent loan".
Guess what I decided to put in the bookshelf place in the "Man Den"?
...a pink pack-n-play.
Now all you "hoping for a girl" people out there, don't get excited. I still don't know what sex it is.
I wanted a changing table/bassinet for the main floor and saw this on clearence at Target for 55 bucks!
I didn't even care if it was teal (my most un-favorite color ever), I was buying it.
You can't even find a decent used one for that price.
Now our man cave has pink in it...
( it's about time!)