Close, But No Cigar

Getting ready for a new baby is so much fun. I loved shopping for the little clothes and blankets. I talked with other mothers about 'must-haves.' Putting together Sam's little room was my favorite part. My mom even joined in the fun during one of her visits. We went through a lot of different bedding sets, and decided on one in the pattern on the lamp below:

I wasn't a huge fan of the sheep, and I'm still not. But I knew I wanted beige, and to stay away from a lot of cartoony-type decoration. Mom bought the sheets, blanket, bumper pad, curtains, and diaper holder in this pattern. The sheep aren't as noticeable on the other items - some don't have any sheep at all.

Anyway, we were so excited when we found the matching lampshade. It didn't come with the base. We must have gone to three other stores, trying to find a matching base, and finally gave up. I eventually bought a cheap base and painted it to match.

Never once, in all of this decorating and messing around with the lamp, did I think beyond Sam being an infant. I certainly never expected to walk into his room and find his darling lamp like this:

Quite simply, the kid is deranged.