Sully was bored with sitting at home on Monday, so we took a drive. I decided we wanted to quickly browse through south towne Goodwill since I am always looking for old, cool furniture. The minute I pulled into the parking lot I saw it. The most perfect, beautiful little white baby doll crib I have ever seen. It was out on the sidewalk in front of Goodwill as part of a display that was set up outside. I was immediately drawn to it. I slowly walked past it, staring at it and saw it was only $2.99?!? What a deal! I tried to push it out of my mind as I headed into the store (after all, I have a little BOY, not a little GIRL). Once inside the store, I actually found the perfect 1970s end table for Sully's room so I brought that up to the counter. Wouldn't you know that I forgot my wallet in the car? As I quickly ran out to my car, I couldn't resist it a second time. I ripped the tag off of the crib and had her to ring that up for me as well when I went back into the store. I left with these two items:
As I drove away with the baby doll crib in my car, I thought "I can give it to one of my friends who has a little girl." But I truly loved the little thing already and it pained me to think I would just give it away. Then I thought, "I will keep it in case I have a little girl of my own someday." Yeah, I will just keep it, in case. But then I thought, why do I have to keep it "in case"? Why can't Sully play with it? Why can't a little boy have a baby doll crib? If little girls practice being "mommys," why can't little boys practice being "daddys"? So I decided it will be Sully's baby doll crib. When I got home and told the hubs about it, you would have thought I told him I was going to start feeding the kid marbles. He thought it was weird and a silly idea. What do you think? Is it weird? If so, why? I am I crazy, wrong, silly?
Anyway, here is where the 1970s table found a home (I would have thought I would have NEVER actually bought a table like this a few years ago as I am sure there was a time when one could not wait to get rid of such a thing. I think most of my parents friends had an end table or two like this.)
Fits in perfectly!