Quality Father Son Time

 Our little one is growing like a weed.

He has started to grin, laugh, and to try and "talk" with us.

In an effort to capture this I have taken many series of pictures.

"whatcha doing mom?"

Happy baby.

Not so happy baby, literally in the next breath.

So funny.

Entry Accent Wall: Fun Trim

So, over my Christmas break from work I was able to paint all of my downstairs and make some significant headway on a wall in my entryway that I wanted to accent with trim.

Then it sat.

...and sat...

...and sat...

...until I had a baby and could move around again, then I was able to finish painting it...

what do you think?:

Here is a before if you want a reference: 

As with any project you want to be successful, I started with a plan.  Drawing it out a little bit and taking measurements helped me to put together an accurate list of what I needed to get from the store.

First I painted the upper portion of the wall...

For the trim, I started by putting up the 1x4 primed mdf pieces.

On some of the tricky cuts, instead of measuring and trying to figure out angles, I just made a template out of wrapping paper (which is the gray on the following picture).

Helps to avoid mistakes.

All finished with the 1x4s...

Then I added some trim pieces on all of the inside edges and along the top...

Then I caulked (and caulked, and caulked some more) and painted, and was satisfied.

six and a half weeks...

My cabinets get some jewelry

So, to elaborate a little bit on what constitutes a "hard day" for me...

I kind of had this picture in my head of being a stay at home mom and me easily having a fed/dressed/happy baby, dinner ready when Curt gets home, laundry done, a clean house, sleep, and plenty of time left over to do home organization and beautification projects.

I'll pause for a moment to let you have a good laugh.

Yeah, I know.

To be honest I think that I've been blessed and should be so content with what I have been able to do:

fed/dressed/happy baby: check

dinner ready when Curt gets home: for the most part, check

laundry done: check, way better than before...it was my enemy and now I kinda like it

a clean house: eh, for the most part, check

sleep: really, I can't complain too much for having a newborn...but I could use some more

...that leaves

projects.

I hadn't been able to do any. 

(well, I did sneak in painting the second coat on the new trim on the entry when my mom was here...but I'm not counting that)

So I felt a little out of sorts..thus the last post and Curt loving me and bringing me flowers.

But, the next day I was determined... I plopped Desmond down in his bouncy chair in the kitchen, and installed the hardware that I've had since we moved in but which has been sitting in a drawer.

...and I felt much better about myself.

Bonus: I found out during this project that the sounds of my drill do not upset Des...not only do they not disturb him they actually lull him to sleep.  No stinking way did I get this baby that is so perfect for me.

And I love him.  So much.

 

he loves me...

Had a mildly hard day this week...I'm a gal who loves her sleep and the lack of it is a true challenge...

Wonder what will happen if I ever get a truly fussy baby...because this one isn't it...

My sweetheart felt bad and wanted to cheer me up.

Beautiful way to do so.