James spent a while reorganizing the furniture in the baby’s room today.  My lazy ass sat downstairs and cut up cardboard from the shipping boxes in the meantime.  The end result is that the baby has a passable “nursery” now.  None of the furniture matches, of course - it wouldn’t fit in well with our general decor if things were all perfect, now, would it? 

We also realized that we have a handful of the wrong size sheets.  Doh!