The bun tells me this is her new favorite color.
Oh, if only I could have held out and not painted her room pink! Oh, where was my strength? My resolve? Woe is me!
Not really. Even thought I have spent the last year trying to de-pink the pink room, I'm cool with it. It really is just a hop, skip and a jump from being the room I envisioned all along. The hop being the rug, the skip being the duvet and jump being the play table. Anyway, you may recall, I wanted this look:
And I am here currently:
So, you know, not bad...
But when she says "light blue" my mind goes exactly here:
If I were one of those Housewives of Wherever with cash and time and such, I'd scrap it all and build her this room. The tables, the drapes, the bedding.
The bedding haunts me.
Can I make this my room? JWH? Honey? Up for a change?
It's the kid's room - she gets to choose. No more than once a year, though.
Posted by: JWH | Thursday, March 21, 2013 at 11:41 AM