That my last post on here was a flippant declaration of my stance on style over baby-proofing?
And my beautiful mirrored coffee table was banished to the basement and we replaced it with little stools that are covered in fabric, have rounded edges and won’t kill my baby. They are chevron. They are from Home Goods. Obvi.
And then, I saw this:
And I decided that I needed my living room back.
Yes, it is where we as a family spend most of our time, and the mom in me loves days that are spent, all four of us occupied by books and toys and games…
but the decorator in me was sick of looking at toddler-sized trains and mini Fisher Price Houses.
And so I made a decision. We have this sunroom; this great enclosed space with French doors. And because our pottery barn table and chairs were ruined in the flood, I decided to make this our downstairs playroom of sorts.
that my living room
is mine again.
And that I have a pouf.