Today: We woke up. We went to IKEA. We had dinner. It’s now after midnight.
Granted, I didn’t get out of bed until well after 2pm. I can’t seem to go to bed before 4am recently. More often, though, it’s been something like 6am. I gotta shake this.
Anyway, my Palm Pilot’s day planner listing for today was completely empty and so I thought it’d be a great opportunity to spend some quality time with Jan. It was too late to take a day trip out of town. Too windy to go to the beach. And Jan didn’t feel like sitting still in a dark place for a couple hours so both going to the movies and coffin shopping were out. We checked out eternal to-do list and there were plenty of things that needed to get bought before Little Girl’s arrival so off to IKEA we went.
And what a productive day it turned out to be. Not only did we spend over four hours shopping (six if you count travel time), we had two meals at the store and all the free refills you could drink. Of course, since they were free, I drank entirely too many of my special raspberry juice / orange soda cocktails. But in between trips to the bathroom, we finally managed to purchase:
- a wardrobe for Little Girl’s room
- little hangars for little clothes
- little towels for little messes
- the elusive trouser rail for our wardrobe that has taken two months to track down
- an inconspicuous light for the front hallway
- child safety wall outlet covers to avoid charred little children
- four new mugs for big cups of tea
- a little ironing board so little people can iron my shirts
- a super comfy rocking chair (that doesn’t really rock) for breast feeding and general lounging
The only things we couldn’t get were a tea strainer (they had sold out) and a big green plant for the living room (plants are the only things they won’t deliver).
I’ll admit it: I love going to IKEA! I could spend an entire afternoon there and not buy a single thing. I’d just walk through the entire store and furnish the imaginary house of my dreams. Blueprints and spreadsheets – what more could you want?! Those four hours today just seemed to fly by. Lucky for me I’ll get to go back in a few months when Little Girl has outgrown her Moses basket and is ready for a full-fledged crib. I can’t wait!
Don’t be a schmuck. You can have our crib. It’s only a year old and Ian’s almost too big for it. Save yourself 100 euros:
http://www.ikea.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?topcategoryId=15567&catalogId=10103&storeId=11&productId=53007&langId=-5&categoryId=16154&chosenPartNumber=90031281
… you can go back to Ikea anyway and shop for the imaginary fantasy house of your dreams … you geek.
Bob
can i try to figure out “litte girl”s name? or better yet, can you tell me?
you’re living off my college experiences and im loving (not living) your baby experiences so i’d say we’re pretty equal 🙂
since you’re staying up til 6am, why not do a blueprint of the imaginary fantasy house so we can all see
If Little Girl had a name, I’d probably tell you it. The truth is that we’ve narrowed the options down to a select few, but until we actually see her face, we probably won’t write anything in stone. Don’t worry, only a few days left! Then all will be revealed.
As for the dream house, it doesn’t exists in any solid state. It’s more of a dynamic vision that changes on the fly as I find new and exciting ways of furnishing it. It definitely has a large terrace, though.
@Bob – Thanks for the offer of the crib! According to the specs on the Ikea page, you can eventually remove one of the side walls and lower the mattress so he can get in and out all by himself. Are you not going to take advantage of this option? Or is he freakishly tall like yourself making it obsolete?
Yes, you can make it into a bed but apparently we want Ian to start sleeping in real a bed ASAP. Yep, that’s what we want. Or at least that’s what my woman says we want. So we have an extra bed which we were thinking of swapping out with the crib soon.
Anyway, I think we’re gonna get one of those bed-in-a-closet deals so he has room to play in his room with the bed hid away.
So if’n ya wannit, it’s yerz.
Bob
or . . . you can have Nana buy a crib of your choice, having so many friends and relatives it is hard to figure out just the right gift for baby girl.
Let me know, or think about it. I am arriving on the 15th.
With tons of love
Mom (and Phil)
Thank you so much for the offer, Mom. But as you may have noticed, we are in the wonderful situation of having SIX pairs of friends all have children in the last three years – so there is a wealth of “gifts” and useful items making their way down the hand-me-down chain. If there is anything we need. rest assured that we will not hesitate in asking. But at the moment, we’re golden!
Oh man, I hope you bought the outlet covers that are too big to fit through the center of a toilet paper tube. Turns out if the kid is as smart as you she’ll pop those things right out of the wall and eat ’em. In the states, we have ones that fit one big safe piece over both outlets. Impossible to swallow (which is more of a danger than the electricity thing).
I highly recommend the toilet paper tube test on every item in your house. If it fits through, it’s a baby choking hazzard.