Meeker and I got a new bed last week.
It has made us a very happy family of three. Not only do we have a larger, much more comfortable place to sleep (our old mattress was twenty years old), but Adrienne got this large box to transform into her personal art studio.
I put an old bed sheet underneath it, threw some (washable) paint, crayons, and a couple of balloons inside, and set her loose. Eventually, it just became a torn-up, paint saturated toy/junk box in the middle of our living room, and I had to toss it. But it was good, messy fun for seven days straight.
Remind me why we have four shelves full of purchased toys in our house?