This is over his crib. So when he plays with his piggies, he has top notch entertainment.
My house. It's not very big but it's mine and I like it. If Randy ever decides to leaves me, he can't have it.
These are the drapes in my scrapbook room. I made them myself. uhu, you got it, myself.It was one of those days when I had too much caffeine, a few extra dollars in my pocket and definitely before Quin was born. They are soft velvet. The closet is open, so I hung a shower curtain to close off all my crap, I mean scrapbook supplies.
Boston likes to have "shows". This entails an elaborate introduction, by yours truly, then I am to throw the curtain back and cheer as he opens his arms to welcome his adoring fans.
I think every time I leave my house, someone should do this for me.

And there ya have it, more material items that bring me joy.
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