A purple couch and a talking baby

We got a slipcover for Keith's bachelor couch. It was getting awful. The cats have decided that eating the couch is a great idea, and have pretty much torn up the armrests. So it looked very ghetto and not at all attractive. Target had slipcovers, so I finally FINALLY convinced Keith that we needed one. He picked out the bright purple faux suede one. At first I wasn't sure, but now I think it's GREAT. I keep fantasizing about painting the loft some outrageous color and just making this the bright fun room of the house.
Oh yeah, and Maggie says dada. All the time.