I did a bad, bad thing this weekend.
No, not that.
I painted over Mia’s mural. I painted her entire room pink.
I had a partner in crime–my husband, Caleb, who yesterday was on a mission to build Mia a little window seat, which turned into a toddler bed, which turned into a real crafty-princess-y toddler bed, which gave me the idea to change up the room completely, which required a nice thick coat of pink paint, which kept us busy right up until 1:00 a.m. Mia absolutely loved the changes this morning–"Aw, it’s so cozy!" she proclaimed when we presented it to her.
So, we’ve been busy this weekend. Next project–Cheyenne’s room.
I don’t know why we’re all of the sudden going through a remodeling streak. Maybe we’re going through a pre-nesting nesting phase. Hey, it could happen.
Caleb is extremely proud of the bed, and I must say, I’m proud of him for coming up with the idea and designing it, picking out colors and trim and putting it together–the basic shape took him no more than 30 minutes to build. The rest we’ve just sort of painted and added on through out the day as we thought of it. We’re having a great time.
So, gone are the bright-colored fish. What to put up now? Princesses in castles? Bunnies and mice, Beatrix Potter-style? The possibilities are endless.
Now if only I can convince Caleb to let me use the rest of the "strawberry mousse" paint for our bathroom.