
Last weekend we went on an
emergency nesting trip to Ikea to calm the --um--
overflow of my maternal urges. When finding a larger vehicle to tote home our potential purchases became exasperating I turned to Daniel and said,
"I give up."
"What do you mean you give up?"
"I give up. We'll go another day."
And then Daniel's pretty blue eyes lit up and his eyebrows furrowed into a shelf on his forehead and he loomed over me from his 6 foot four inch perch and said through tightly clenched teeth,
"No, I am a man and there is a problem so I will fix it. We. Are going. To Ikea."
Oh how I love this man.
Into the cart went the
bumper pad,
crib sheets,
baby pillow,
duvet,
light,
chair, footstool and
shelf (all in a lovely shade of white) and suddenly my 5 year old was surrounded by things for his unborn sister.
With dentist and gastroenterologist appointments crowding into Penn's next month I thought he might enjoy a stuffed animal. He doesn't have
any stuffed animals. He never cared for them and they're mostly junk to me so I gave them to Goodwill. Few understand my almost complete lack of sentiment or attachment to "things" but throwing out some old something that I barfed on as a child is my idea of a good time.
Since there is an exception to every rule I'll tell you I did have this one stuffed pig that I
adored. It went everywhere with me and I'd cry a river if it didn't.
I wondered if Penn would find something soft and cuddly a comforting thing to hug at the doctors appointments. Something else to focus on.
We came home with "Brown Bunny." Brown Bunny is being
properly obsessed over and cared for. I think I love him. :)
Sadly, Ikea did not have the
crib I wanted in stock, nor
any crib in white! Anyone have any ideas on where to find a simple white crib at a reasonable price?