I've been wanting a new living room set for as long as I can remember. We've had hand-me-downs (which we've been very grateful for) since we were married. At first it was money, but then we never wanted them because we knew the kids would just mess them up. Then we decided to do it anyway because we couldn't hold off until the kids were gone. Unfortunately I am not the easiest decision maker or decorator, so it took a while still to find something I would be happy with. Finally we got some right around my birthday time, so I've been calling them my Birthday present, even though technically they aren't.
Our love seat. Now we need to change out the curtains (and probably the blinds which were broken by the kids a couple years ago). Our sofa is still coming.
Our chair. A little bigger than I wanted, but it was more important to get it to match. I wish they had a rocker -oh well. There is a matching ottoman that is still on it's way.
Jo is constantly taking off his clothes now that he's figured out he can. Enjoying building.
Sam playing with his truck.
My brother came over for a visit and the kids enjoyed the rough housing. I think he loved it too, but it sure did wear him out. They sure do love it when he's around to play with.
