Every pregnant woman who has ever existed wants this cart from IKEA.
Or, last year when I was reading mommy blogs, that’s how it seemed. But many women said it was too expensive. And indeed it was when The Boy and I were in IKEA and could come up with no reason to buy it.
But! Since then we’ve realized we do need a place to store the diaper changing stuff reasonably near where diapers will be changed. Thanks to The Boy’s sister for sending a wipe dispenser and causing us to use our brains. The cart is the exact right height and color. And it costs half as much as it used to.
Short story long, The Boy had an assembly project because that’s how IKEA rolls. And we like it like that.
Kitten Thunder was on hand to help.
Oliver inspected the box.
He fitted. He sitted.
Obi swiftly counted the bolts and washers and various pieces. Then he realized I was trying to turn a great time with his Boy into a stupid blog post.
Nope. Not having it.
He supervised from a distance until I have up and left.