IKEA

Adam doesn't care for IKEA. I don't care for crowds. So, we don't shop there very often. I saw some pillows in the new catalog so I recruited Grandma O'Brien to go on Sunday morning. It was super crowded and the pillows didn't match but I found a duvet cover and six other pillows, there was a DJ playing music, Ruby ate free and the clown got Ruby to sit still long enough for her first face painting.



She pretended to be a kitty all afternoon. Lucky for us she wasn't sad when it all came off at the swimming pool later that day.