While I've been downstairs tending to two poorly and grumpy girls, hubby has been upstairs working away like a bust little bee. He's screwed, arranged, painted, decaled and generally beautified.
And what had all this hard work created?
The perfect nursery area for Baby Random. All I need to do is source a cheap changing unit and it's ready. And in plenty of time for lots of rearranging and sorting (I nest a phenomenal amount in my third trimester).
Didn't Daddy do well?