crib is up.
white with all white bedding and maybe my favorite pillow ever.
i admit that when i see real nurseries in other homes i tend to leave feeling a little bit guilty that every one of my babies have laid their pretty little heads to rest in our overflow room. -- in this case, jonah will be dreaming away in between guitar amps and sewing supplies.
never a nursery color or theme, simply a bed and changing station.
i guess that's just how we do.
(after the guilt and self-pity subside i'm quick to remind myself that the baby probably doesn't care much about it, anyway.)
