Basket Baby Boy

Introducing our latest grandchild.

A little boy to join the 4 little grand-girls!

(Isn't the tiny owl hat too cute! Made by his momma.)

A Bedtime Fairy Tale

  Once upon a time, a mommy journeyed to a faraway village to buy an old bed.

  This bed looked wonderfully exciting in the sale ad and the mommy jumped at the chance to own it. The mommy hoped that someday a little girl would feel like a princess when she slept in this bed.

  She excitedly showed the bed to her favorite furniture restorer, Mr. Jon.

“Isn’t this an excellent bed! It is very old and I love all the beautiful carving that it has. It has a couple of ouchies that I might need you to help me fix. What do you think?”

   Mr. Jon looked the bed over carefully, wiggling all the different wood parts to see how strong they were. Oops! Watch out! I don’t think those pieces are supposed to come off!

   Mr. Jon was afraid that this old bed was too badly hurt. But he promised the mommy that he would do his best and see if it could be fixed. Many, many hours went by as he worked on this bed in his workshop. He had to take it apart. He had to put it back together like a puzzle and sometimes he even had to carve new pieces! At long last, the antique bed had a new coat of creamy paint and was ready for a new home.

   The mommy and Mr. & Mrs. Jon took the special bed to many places - it was the center of attention at a home décor store; it went to several very nice vintage shows. Many other mommies loved the amazing bed but somehow it never went home with them.

  The mommy had two little girls of her own, but they already had special beds. Then, oops, the mommy found out that she was going to have another baby girl. Surprise!

  The mommy kept taking the awesome bed to all her shows, but she secretly hoped that maybe it wouldn’t sell and her own little baby girl, Summer, would sleep on it.

  Suddenly the mommy and her three little girls had to move to a faraway kingdom – way over to North Carolina! That settled it – she couldn’t leave the special bed behind.

  So the bed was carefully wrapped and made the long trip in a big truck.

   As time went by, Summer was finally old enough for a big girl bed and the night came when the mommy could snuggle her into the special bed. The mommy told her that Mr. Jon (who was also Summer’s grandpa – Surprise!) had made the beautiful bed just for her. Every night before she closes her little eyes to sleep, Summer whispers, “My Boppa made this bed just for me. I love you, Boppa.”

    And everyone lived happily ever after.

All In Good Time...

Hmmm, thought we could renovate our main floor bathroom over Christmas vacation. Eleven days off work and school. We'd have to work hard and have a can-do attitude, but thought we'd give it a whirl. Well, of course we didn't work on the actual holiday-days; so the days dwindled...

I'm happy to announce -
    that we're still working on the bathroom.
    On the Martin Luther King holiday.
Now I kid around that we should be done in eleven months.

Actually, it hasn't been too bad and we are taking the time necessary to do the job right. We still have another completely functional bathroom to use, even though we have to share it. So we aren't having to take our showers at the gym or anything. Too bad that Home Depot doesn't offer frequent flyer miles - they should be greeting us by name at the front door by now. I wish we'd started a number-of-trips-to-the-hardware-store log to see if we're creating any kind of world record.

Jon laughs at me, but since I am a very visual person I analyze where I can move forward on the fun, design stuff. That's why the new lighting is already installed, three of four walls are all painted, the fun towel hook that I've been saving for this room is up and waiting for new towels to arrive instead of the kitchen towel to remind Jon not to bang his head on the hook, and the glass apothecary jar full of soaps is already on a shelf (on the "good" side of the room!).

If you look on the other side of the room, there's a bit more work to do. Don't worry. I'll get there. I've already upwrapped the marble pebble shower floor tiles so I can try them with my bare feet. Important things first!!