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November 3rd, 2010

My mom used to bring me breakfast in bed on a tray.  It wasn’t just any tray.  The wooden white mini-table allowed my legs to slip underneath and the legs doubled as baskets where you could put silverware, a remote control, or a newspaper.

At some point, the function of the tray changed to be a desk for homework in bed.

Later in life it became my dining table when I was sick.

Trays are a funny accessory, aren’t they?  Something you never think you need, but they just make life so much more pleasant.

(photo via micasaessucasa: via MyDesignChic)

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