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I was impressed with how smoothly color choices went for a friend's new house recently. She asked her girls what colors they wanted, then came home with paint in a shade of that color that she found acceptable and with a name that would be meaningful to each girl. Everyone was happy, and I wished it would work for my child, which it absolutely wouldn't have.

I went a different direction when my 7yo wanted to paint her lovely lavender room black recently, and until she wanted that, I thought I was a cool mom. We've compromised by painting her furniture black and going with a soft gray on the walls and the bright green pops of color she picked after looking at a collection of gray bedrooms with black furniture that I put together for her on pinterest. She's happy; I'm happy, and we had an honest discussion of why black wasn't going to work for *our* house, even if it is *her* room.

Thanks, KatrinaMaye!

The out-of-town aunts, uncles, and grandparents in my kids' lives love our wish lists and will call a few months before Christmas to remind me to do a little updating if I haven't already.

I'm also a fan of the "birthday baskets" a small, locally owned toy store keeps for birthday boys and girls. They have pretty baskets that children can fill with toys that appeal to them before their parties, and the baskets are then labeled and left on the birthday basket shelf for party guests to check or not check for ideas. There's nothing forcing the parents of party guests to buy something from the basket, but I think it's very helpful when the party is for a classmate whose home we've never visited and whose toy tastes are unknown.

Haha. What an unfortunate typo!

What a great way to maximize play space!

How cool would this be for a preschooler if the table was painted like a space ship cockpit?

Oh, wonderful! There are books of wrapping directions! We've been borrowing our kids' playsilks for this purpose for years, but I'm pants at making it tidy.

I love it, but $60 for this is too much for us.

I loved those orange chairs then, and I love them now. Too bad I can't talk my husband in to them.

Eating the Alphabet is gorgeous.