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i love this part....the nesting. and pictures! and a picture with moose in it!!
i also love shelves...make sure you have enough outlets and that you will be able to get to them easily...pick out a spot for 'Goodnight Moon'...in the great green room...'

GORGEOUS! (I suggest leaving the bottom shelves open for kids' books...)

was just going to suggest what elizabeth said. and games. don't forget games.

I hope there will be cabinet doors on those bottom shelves! Believe me you will want them. Wee ones like to rip books, which is why board books are better until they are older. We have built ins and there are cabinet doors on one side, which are locked with one of those child saftey thingys and then we have open shleves on the other side for kids' books. And make sure any new outlets are the child safty kind so you don't have to worry about those plug ins.

Shelves are also fun to sit in. Exciting things are happening for you, Sarah! I can't tell you how (more) exciting it is to see a new blog post from you!

Goodnight comb, goodnight brush
Goodnight mush

Hmmm good point about babyproofing!

A new chapter :)


tubs or bins for toys are essential.

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