So here it is then, the new couch.
Who needs armrests anyway?
We're well-chuffed with it, makes us feel like we're the-real-deal, super responsible grown-ups.
Meanwhile my friend Lisa is coming over, the house is a bloody mess, the boys have been up since 4h45 and we saw a mouse exit the house.
These are the days of our lives.
At least the weather is looking up.
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Gorgeous boys that inhabit the couch!
ReplyDeleteAnd I love the non-fighting-wall (a.k.a armrest), perfect solution if you ask me.
That armrest should have been wider/higher/longer/dividing countries really to ensure the peace. But we have a sprinkler in the garden and that solidified the brotherly bond for today!
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