One fabulous nightstand for a young lady who is fussy.
Successfully chosen by her most caring father, who, during a fated trip to TJ Maxx, got in touch with his inner preteen girl and struck gold.
He chose it for she who does not like to be called fussy, but must choose everything herself…
…and these days, is not always open to sharing.
Still, there is no one else like her. She’s her own girl…
…and yet she’s still our girl. So fine, I will make her happy – she is not so very fussy.
She’s a spoonful of sugar in 49 flavors. She puts the loop in loopy and the goof in goofy, but she’s our goof and I think we’ll keep her. Will she fuss about this smiley photo?
Oh yes. Yes indeed, There Will Be Fuss.
But when your mom loves you enough to tell the world you’re practically perfect in every way, why complain?