sham

Dave and I have had the same battle since we married. It probably started even before we wed. We debate, sometimes in raised voices, about the need and benefit of having shams on the bed.

Dave is a practical guy. He seeps practicality. And effiency. And function. And shams, well, in his perspective are merely decorative. I use my sham every night behind my pillow when I read before I go to bed. But, he does his reading on his tummy. He sees the sham as an obstacle he needs to toss aside every night before going to bed. One more thing to do before bedtime. He thinks that 'sham' is the perfect name for decorative pillows.

Andrew is about to be transitioned into a little bed. The wonderfully simple days of baby cage are drawing to a close. But, think of the sewing and decorating opportunities! I have figured out what kind of fabric I want to use for his bedspread/comforter. Fabric that will align well with the fire truck theme we got going on in there, but not be too Pottery Barn Kids.

Then last night, in a sudden burst of inspiration, I realized: he will need a sham. It only makes sense.

So, I say to Dave: "You are not going to like this. But I was doing some thinking and I think that when Andrew is in a big boy bed, he will need a sham."

oh, the reaction.

Complete and total denial.

I tried to use logic.
"Making a bed with a sham is easier than making a bed without one. Without a sham he will need to learn to tuck his bedspread under a pillow and then fold it up and over the pillow to cover it! With the sham, he just pulls up the bedspread, and tosses his pillows at the top of the bed. Simple and easy."

This didn't work.

I tried peer pressure.
"Ashton has a sham."

nope.

Finally Dave says, "Look. Before we had kids, we got tested and found out that you were positive for sham. And we have been dealing with it well so far. But I don't think Andrew is positive for sham. He's been fine without one and I'm not sure it's the right thing to do to introduce one to him now."

So, the question is, how do you fight logic that isn't really logical?

I laughed and thought: I'll probably make one anyway.
We are a funny match. Agreed?




So, most of you were right! As you can see we have a fabulous new desk, homemade desk accessories, and a funky display wall. While putting together the photo matte covered in fabric, a bottle of glue exploded in my face. Luckily sound travels faster than glue and my eyes were squeezed shut. But I need to go wash the glue from my hair. I honestly wish you were here to see it. It was funny, but not as funny when no one else is laughing.