This is what I came home to:
It was really great to come back from a weekend at my parents' and have the room all painted. Keith was a busy man, devoting most of his weekend to painting Bert's room. (Bert is what we have been referring to the baby as. If you know us, the reference makes sense. My parents started it and it is sticking.) As you can see, the tape is still up and there may be some touch-ups to do, but much progress has been made! Unfortunately, the color doesn't read well in the photos, but it looks great on the wall. Everything looks so fresh and clean compared to the dingy room it was. And, Bert's got the best view in the house, though it's a little hard to tell from this photo below.
Next steps: carpeting and light fixture. Bare wires and babies don't mix.
My weekend was semi-productive, as Mom and I spent some time cutting old flannel sheets and scraps of fabric to begin making reusable baby wipes. (More on this as I start sewing.) We also practiced diapering my old doll, Lisa, with cloth diapers. (Now that's what I should have a photo of!) I think we can handle it, though the doll doesn't squirm.
I also had a great time getting to see some family on Saturday night when we got together for my Grammy's 83rd birthday. A few of my aunts, uncles, cousins, and cousins' kids were there and it's always nice to be together.
Last note: two weeks from tomorrow we find out if Bert is a boy or girl! And we promise, the kid's name won't be Bert for real, but I can't make any guarantees that the nickname won't stick.