One of our neighbors had this lovely desk on their curb. Brayden spotted it & next thing I knew he was knocking at their door. Welp, here she is. He was committed. Helped load it in the car, hauled it inside, scrubbed every nook and cranny, then he loaded up with all his art supplies, and happily sat there for the rest of the day. Sadly, once we moved it into a new location (aka not the middle of the living room) he hasn't used it since. Guess she's going back to the curb. It was fun while it lasted.
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ahhaha! that sounds like the desk sitting in my toy room that I scored at the DI. Even a fresh coat of paint didn't make the novelty last more than a week.
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