My nursery will be SO well stocked with diaper rash cream, cotton balls, and q-tips. Why? Because I’ve got SO MANY awesome containers to put them in.
The helicopter plays “Rock a Bye Baby.” How am I not supposed to buy that? These vintage nursery planters are a dime a dozen around here — I’m about to unload a ton of them at my yard sale, since I couldn’t sell them in either the booth or at the last Vintage Bazaar. But now that I have my own nursery, they’re ever-so-much more attractive to me. I just need to stop now, because there isn’t enough surface area in the nursery to hold them all, and I’m pretty sure it’s frowned upon to keep some in the cribs.
We should find out the genders next week, by the way, so that will make picking out vintage nursery planters even more exciting.
by Lara Jo
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