Mallory is upset that I did not buy flamingo pink bunk beds. And I am having a hard time explaining to an almost-four-year-old why this is a bad idea. Well, the explaining part is easy. The comprehension part ... not so much. But I am not one to rock the boat around here so I decided to make her a peace offering. This weekend while she was puking her guts out (poor baby) I did this to her bedside table:
It used to be white. Now, it's well ... bright. Nice, huh? I was a little worried as I was doing it. But I kept telling myself: no guts, no glory. Besides, it only cost me $2.99 and an hour or two of my time (which is worth $1 millon!). I'm pretty happy about how it turned out. Of course, Mallory is in LOVE!
Next on the list - this sad, sad dresser from Shawn's bachelor days. You can see I've already girl-ed it up once. But it's time to take it to the next level. And maybe find some new pulls for it since it's been this way for almost two years now. Luckily Mallory has nimble fingers and can pull the sides. Otherwise, she might be running around naked right now.