Ugh. Three days later I’m still painting York’s room. He was semi-suprised to be by himself and is thrilled to sleep without anyone “breathing weird” or touching his sacred Legos/Nerf guns/Star Wars junk.
I still haven’t been able to find any attractive, cheap bedding. So York is using an ugly polarfleece blanket with dancing penguins on it that I won at Bunco.
2 thoughts on “The room that refuses to be decorated.”
Yes, but the important part is the "by himself" part. I'll bet he isn't a bit distressed by the not-matching bedding. And Boppie can always make an orange and blue striped sheet and blanket, if needed.
Yes, I am always disappointed when my makeovers don't happen as magically as on Tv.