We were going to store it in the garage until I could get it re-upholstered, but I wanted to see how it looked in the living room. I didn't say anything to the kids - just let them discover it on their own. Each one came in and was surprised, then sat down and loved it. I can't keep them off of it now. It kind of bothers me that I don't actually know where it's been for the last 53 years (I bought it through a Craigslist consignment dealer), and I'm letting my kids crawl all over it, but I do love having it in the house. I'm actually loving the pink too.
Unfortunately, Mark's third furniture requirement is no pink.