"well that's not cute"

Jeff and I are heading to Arizona for his spring break next week. We're gonna be staying in our house for a couple of days and he's working to schedule interviews with some of the school districts down there. I had been in the mindset of living with the in-laws with a baby and not having any type of baby's room or anything, but now that we're moving back at the end of the summer, I at least want/get to buy a crib. About 2 seconds ago, I was looking at Pottery Barn baby rooms (a girl can dream, can't she?) and Jeff was sort of falling asleep, sort of looking at them with me.

I told him that I thought we should just use the old extra dresser we have at the house for a changing table, and just put a pad on it. His response:

Well, that's not cute. And I want it to be cute.

And he was 100% serious. Sometimes I wonder if somehow we got mixed up and he should be the one carrying this baby! At least now I have proof in 6 months that he really did agree and want me to fix up the room, even if by then he has changed his mind. In the meantime I get to find myself a fairy godmother to make it happen.