Last night I noticed that Jennifer was running a mini-carnival of nightstands. Dutifully I went upstairs, camera in hand, to document the mess next to my bed. I was certain it’d be entertaining, and who doesn’t like to be entertained at a fair?
Well, what a disappointment. Blame it on my inability to concentrate on adult reading as of late, which I’m pretty sure has something to do with not having sent out my Epiphany greetings yet. I know, I know!
So as not to leave you high and dry when you leave this post, though, I thought I’d dish up the dirt on my daughters (aka the three little hens) and post a photo of their furnishings. Granted, it’s their dresser and not their nightstand and a good thing, too. A nightstand would well turn into a fire hazard with all this stuff dumped upon it.
First there’s the embarrassing stack of little girls’ undergarments. Why put them away (my girls figure) when you’ve got a 3-year-old who’s potty training and needs emergency replacements? (Note the powder and wipes at the other end of the dresser.)
You’ve got a stuffed rabbit that appears to have had a little too much fun at the New Year’s Eve party and has decided to wear a pair of these underwear on his head. And then there’s the Hello Kitty doll that seems well on her way to joining the rabbit in an untidy, inebriated slump.
The clothesbaskets, too, are most in need of a five-minute tidying. What’s up with those red tights? In Mom’s defense, these baskets were once labeled and adorned with a pretty pink gingham ribbon. They have since been dumped out and reorganized repeatedly, all in the name of good, “clean” fun.
I have no idea what function the pink princess skirt is serving on the top floor of that dollhouse.
So there you go, Jenn. How’s that for full disclosure? You can see I have my New Year’s organizational goals cut out for me, not the least of which is painting the inside of this dresser!
Ad Jesum per Mariam,
You crack me up. You give those hung over stuffed animals some Tylenol or something. They look like they need it. Your girls room and mine look very similar. I think the red tights add a nice touch, personally. LOL. And, on a different note, I am so glad I’m not the only one potty training a three year old. Or, should I say, three and a half year old. “I no wan to” is what I’m getting about going pee-pee in the potty.
Your night stand is way too neat. I’m disappointed, Margaret. Your daughters is too cute – so very girly.
You made me laugh this morning! Love the girls room! Our girls room looks similar, but different every day, because of their “clean” fun! 🙂
ave I told you lately that you are a genius??? Well, you are. Taking out the drawers and putting baskets in their place is just such a great idea! My dd has a dresser that has such big, heavy drawers that she just cannot handle them. Add to that the knobs keep coming off and it’s a recipe for a big mess. I could SO put baskets in there and save the drawers for when she is bigger.
THANKS!!!!
Hee hee. May I recommend thanksgiving that it is the bunny wearing the pink frillies on the head and not your one year old boy? (Taught by your 11 year old who should know better)?
Bunnies cannot, in the end, decide that all undergarments must necessarily be headwear.
Your nightstand is perfect! I’m so jealous. When I got married my husband took over the nightstand. I try not to look at that thing when I enter the room. I don’t even know what the contents of the mess are anymore. I know I should have claimed ownership from the beginning because I’m at the point now that its too late!
I’ve been reading your blog for a couple weeks and have really enjoyed getting to know you through the internet. You are an amazing writer, great mother, wonderful Catholic and an inspiration! I hope someday to be as fabulous as you. You are living the life!