Before becoming a parent, I never liked the way other people with kids' houses usually looked. You know, the whole Big Plastic Fisher-Price crap replacing real, grown-up things; Barbies instead of knicknacks; Teletubby sippy-cups on every flat surface; Pokemon area rugs in the living room.

And now, Look At My Kitchen.


In a pathetic attempt to avoid letting Evenflo own my house, I do not own a proper high chair. They are just so huge. So we have this:

And instead of bright plastic toyboxes, we have these:

But still,

And she is only 8 months old. Things are just going to get worse, huh?