Building Baby's Room: Part 4

For the next major part of Baby T's room, he needed somewhere to put all his cute teeny clothes!  We wanted to find a medium-sized, counter-height dresser to turn into a changing table as well as a small dresser that can act as a sort of nightstand in the corner.  

After scouring Craigslist, Goodwill, and every antique/thrift store I could find for multiple weeks, we ended up with just what we were looking for.

Recipe for Independence

No better way to celebrate the 4th of July weekend than...

Baseball:

Yes. We barely made it to the game in time for the very last play...  But the Rockies won and we scored a great dresser for Baby T's room!  (Currently being stained, details coming soon.)

Smiles

There are lots of reasons to smile:

-We're officially Coloradoans- plates, drivers' licenses and everything.
-The Baby T countdown is less than 20 days.  (Assuming he doesn't make a late debut.)
-Painting is officially done.
-We had gyros from Bucci's Greek & Italian Specialties.  Yum.
-My latest migraine is over.  Hooray.  Embarrassingly, this one was caused by a sugar-overdose.  (As was the last.)  I'm officially off sweets for the next month.

What are you smiling about today?!

We've been busy...

The last few weeks, we've been quite busy.  Not just Grant and me, but a long list of household items have been kept busy as well.  For example...

The kitchen has been busy pretending to be a craft room:

Hikey Hikes

  During our last getaway before Baby T arrives, we checked out a few of the hundreds of hikes located near Estes Park.

We stuck to the weeny mile-long hikes (walks) around lakes. 

Elk Day

Last year, I talked about how to sneak up on a deer.  Click here if you missed that glorious post.  

Well, last weekend during our day-trip to Rocky Mountain National Park, just outside of Estes Park, we needed no such skills.  These elk were begging to be our friends.  No sneaking necessary.

Um, yep. He's right next to us.

And it wasn't just one or two elk.  There was a whole bushel of them.  A bushel and a peck. 

Mr. Shedder here was feeling a little protective of his territory.  Whoa.  

They were honestly beautiful.  (Not that I wasn't also picturing what one of these might look like on my plate... or in the smoker... oh man.)

But they were just so darn friendly I couldn't maintain the hunter's daughter mentality for very long.

A few hours later we headed back this way again and the elk were still all there.  

This picture shows how close they were to the road and to people.  No stranger danger there.  

Father Knows Best

"Time in nature is worth double."

-Mike Peterson

Amen.