Ahhh…the Nursery…the nursery project began when I was about 5 mos. pregnant. We hired a few guys who made things crooked so they get no blog time. Dave worked hard and received lots of family help to get the room straightened out.
Sam ended up sleeping in his cradle WAY longer than he should have because we wanted the nursery to be Sam ready and Sam worthy. The first night in his new nursery came at the end of the day that I discovered his first tooth. It was a rough night. Dave should have taken the empty cradle out of our room. By my reaction, you would have thought that Sam had packed up and left for college. My 11 year old cousin Rose showed me where to stand in the doorway of our room to see into Sam’s crib. I do love my family.
Making the nursery was a family endeavor. As you will see in the pictures, there were lots of hands in the mix. Four hands that were in the mix but aren’t shown in the pictures are Sam’s Uncle Rich and Aunt Felisse who sent us a crib. It’s a beauty as you can see. Sweet Dreams.
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