I love our downstairs! I hate the toy corner! We have this great(ish) entertainment center we constructed from a crappy Target piece and 2 wooden bookshelves we painted black. We have some great art, framed photographs, nice couch and chairs, and that stupid toy corner! Seems like we were always buying bigger buckets, with wider drawers to accomodate more things. Because as our cleaning got better, our storage got worse. One day, we were fed up and made a rash trip to IKEA. Mind you, while we love trips to IKEA, the store is 2.5 hours away and it is no easy jaunt.
But one hectic day later, filled with a scramble through the store, sheer will on Jacks part that indeed there were enough black boxes somewhere in the store (even though the clerk swore otherwise), a few tears, Build-A-Bear bribery, a manic drive home with entirely too much weight balanced on the top of the van, and a late, late night... Viola! The best part for me was when genius struck regarding the labels. Jack didn't want to 'ruin' the boxes with velcro and I knew without labels the unit would be useless (25 unlabeled boxes=25 boxes full of any random crap that fit). So I put my new handy-dandy button maker to work and...Taa Daa!