My husband's family, well let's be honest, it's just his mother, and I don't seem to see eye to eye ... a lot.

When we found out I was pregnant, I came up with the idea of a neutral Parisian themed nursery. Ivory, beige, pastels, etc. The idea was, if it's a girl, we have tons and tons of Audrey Hepburn memorabilia, and if it's a boy, we will do hot air balloons over Paris. Well, it's a boy!

Except nobody gets the damn theme.

Over Christmas, we were explaining our theme, and my mother in law said "oh, I have tons of clown figurines, a mobile, even a lamp!" Soon, the whole family had basically decorated my future sons nursery in creepy, ugly, clowns.

I cried, and my husband and I changed the theme on the car ride home to Navy and Tan, Whales. It's so much more straight forward, and has no risk of being transformed into ... clowns. Bye classy, upscale Parisian nursery. Hello fun Whale nursery. Sebastion will just poop on your design anyway. :)

We are getting the nursery done this weekend, so guess it's time to get over it!