So it should come as no surprise that I walked into Charlotte's room the other day and discovered this:
Do you admire her organizational skills? One letter on each drawer. Perhaps it's the beginning signs of a little OCD. And there were scribbles outside of her room as well, and on the bathroom door:
*sigh*
That's Michael's grandmother's old furniture. You know, the furniture we repainted to match her crib and bought all new hardware for? Looks like there's a bit more refinishing in our future.











