Mustachios. My son loves to say the word mustachio. I don’t even think he knows the word in English thanks to his wonderful Maestra. I have to agree it has a better ring to it than plain old mustache. (Something about the i-o that allows you to hang onto the word a few extra beats as you sing it.)  He does get a mustachio here and there after drinking a glass of milk, and soon enough he will have his own mustachio—he is half-Greek after all.

Mustachios cannot be avoided these days—the thicker and hairier the more machismo. Even Hello Kitty adores hers. Although we do not have any mustachios in our nest just yet we do have a few fuzzy and warm pieces that are perfecto now that the temperature drops the minute the sun dips into the horizon for the night.

One particular piece that we all love is our cow spotted furry bench. At one point it was placed at the foot of our bed which helped to extend it a couple of feet while holding a throw and a few interesting reading materials. It was ideal until we moved into a tinier space and we kept bumping into it while awkwardly encircling it and constantly knocking off the magazines and the throw! 

It had to be moved; it just didn’t feel right. 

  Don’t be afraid to rearrange furniture in an unorthodox way. It may not always work out, however, sometimes the rearranging will knock your socks off. I didn’t think I would love our cow-patched bench anywhere else but it has proven to live up to our dreams. Now with more responsibilities this little wooly bench plays the role of an unconventional seating area behind the kitchen counter and the two stools. It’s a small slab of stone and since four stools weren’t going to squeeze around it…why not impose a bench behind the kitchen counter area. When we are not sitting on it, we use it as a landing zone for homework, books and papers of the week. Just grab and march a few steps right out the door. Our beloved fuzzy bench has even helped us shave off a few minutes from our morning rush. 

With a little ingenuity, I was able to create more breathing space in the bedroom and a functional yet more intimate nook in my kitchen. The more thinking and implementing outside the box, the more exciting your nest will become—just like growing a mustachio can be for a young, adventurous lad.  

Never one to leave anyone void of cheer, I have created furry little mustachios nooks in every room of my little nest. So now my little man can slide his fingers across the textures of the hairy furniture and fuzzy pillows instead of waiting for his peach fuzz to grow on his upper lip. Are you in need of a little fuzz in your nest? Mustachios are no longer for men with a past or men from tantalizing outposts of the wild, so be a hearty pioneer and don’t hesitate to grow some fur in your nest with throws, rugs, pillows, benches, and side tables.