I decided to put one of my trays in my green vintagey bedroom. Now do you see how it is squeezed in there barely hanging on? That is because my hubby has my entire dresser covered with a TV. That was all he cared about was the size of the TV. Men are so funny. The room is small. We could have done with half the TV but I just stayed quiet and let that man have his big ugly TV. He deserves it for how hard he works and his infinite patience in this house of estrogen.
I placed a sweet little nightlight I found up in one of the cupboards on the tray. I am sure it was his grandma's.
Life is about compromise right?