If loving wood is wrong, I don’t want to be right. Heee, heee. I said wood.

I know, I know. I’m a mom of two and I should be a tad more mature. But I’m not, so deal.


Seriously though, I found these awesome frames from Art City Frames and pretty much want to rip down every frame in my house and just start over.

But wait, there’s more (insert cheesy infomercial music). You can have a frame finished in basically any color and any size.

I love these so freaking much that I’m tempted to actually frame a frame. Wait, what?

Reading update: After yesterday’s post, my father informed me that he reads to Taylor. And here I was thinking she had no exposure to books. Phew. Crisis averted.



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