Call it nesting, or freaking out, realizing time is running out, but we managed to make a little dent in the to do list. I got the baby clothes and diapers washed, along with all the rest of the laundry. Ugh. And, I washed the kitchen cabinets. Let me say, that was a real pain, literally. Five grubby sets of fingerprints make for some grimy cabinets. Yes, five sets, I am counting Bobby.
The patio chairs and the changing table were painted by my darling husband, so the list is getting a tad shorter.