My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

I admit it. I’ve been checking my registry and doing a little happy dance whenever something new is purchased off of it.

Despite having real jobs, a condo, and a dog, we still live like college students. We use mismatched old towels, dine off of chipped dishes from Ikea, make do with two or three scratched up pots and pans, skip vacuuming altogether because our vacuum hasn’t worked properly since 2006, speak quickly on cordless phones so old they barely hold a charge, drink out of reusable POM tea glasses, and serve appetizers on plates adorned with snowmen year-round because they’re the only serving plates we’ve got. We’ve happily made do, but are even happier anticipating the new “adult” life that comes with all of our cool new stuff!