I know it's shocking that I would actually post a picture of me at nine months pregnant, but this blog is real and sometimes it gets ugly.
M was quite helpful and though I don't remember exactly, he likely had his tools out also. The tricky part of this ensemble was toddler bedding. Who would have thought it would be so difficult to find? Of course we weren't exactly in a metropolis, but we did find a Sesame Street comforter and sheets with vehicles on them at Kmart in Flagstaff. (Usually shopping trips to Flagstaff included Hubby and trips without him were to Cottonwood.)
This picture is M. on the stairs. At the top was a hallway landing with a laundry closet and large bedrooms with bathrooms on each side. It kind of seems silly to describe, but I want my boys to have this for memories. Their room was on the right at the back of the house. Our landlord installed a safety mechanism on the outside of the window when she knew we had small children (I don't exactly remember what kind it was). We thought that was so considerate of her considering our previous landlord didn't seem to think it was a problem that our front glass door didn't latch properly i.e. M. could easily escape.
The closet in the boys' room was so large that I put the changing table for L. lengthwise in the width of the closet. The dresser was there too lengthwise with plenty room in front to open drawers. There was even space on top to use - Little kid clothes don't hang down too far! The boys' room had plenty of place to play even with the crib and race car bed in it. Little Tykes and Little People toys were the coolest back then - they had the workbench and "zoo" and many Little People sets and videos. Anway back to the "big boy bed". The evening
Next week I have pictures to post that actually include L. in Sedona! M. read last week's post and he wants to hear about Albuquerque. He'll have to wait through Kentucky stories, but at least I have digital photos from ABQ.
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