Thursday, July 19, 2012

Kentwood meet Farmhouse

We loved the loft beds, but we needed a change and I found the ‘perfect’ beds.  I used Ana White’s website again (LOVE, LOVE, LOVE her website!!!) and found two beds I liked.  I liked the headboard of one (Kentwood) and the storage drawers of the other one (Farmhouse).  So we combined them.

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One minor problem… the storage drawer bed plans came from a queen… no one thought much of it, the building took off. 

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Aren’t they beeee—YOU-ti-ful!!!!

As they were finishing, the question of the length was brought up.  Reality check: A queen bed is LONGER than a twin bed.  OPPS!  So, the boys were also upgraded to NEW X-Long mattresses (and sheets).

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We repainted one wall and got some fun stripes to add interest.

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One great thing we did this time around was hire a professional to do the bed painting… SO glad we did.  Because of this step, the beds look professionally MADE.  I can’t believe how great they look. 

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TIP: When you take the drawers out to be painted and then to put the hardware on ---- mark the drawers, so you know which slot each one goes in!

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I saw this on Pinterest and thought it would be perfect for our sports theme room.

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Here they are working on the Johnson Field Scoreboard!

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Always a helper!  Love him!

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Let’s hang this thing!!

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Done!  Check, check!!!

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Love, love, love!! Jeremy told me he is hanging up his tool belt!  No more beds!  Well, it’s good he stopped with a bang.  I could not be happier with how it all turned out Smile

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"How Preemie Moms Are Chosen" by Erma Bombeck

Did you ever wonder how the mothers of premature babies are chosen?
Somehow, I visualize God hovering Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger. "Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint...give her Gerard. He's used to profanity." Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles.
"Give her a preemie."
The angel is curious. "Why this one God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel."
"But does she have the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she'll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has a world of it's own. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy."
God smiles. "This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness. "
The angel gasps, "Selfishness! Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says momma for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see cleary the things that I see - ignorance, cruelty, prejudice - and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"But what about her Patron Saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in the air.
God smiles.
"A mirror will suffice."

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