In an attempt to pump some life into our newly-painted but hideously bland living space, I tried painting an "accent wall". I was afraid it would look about ten years out of date (accent walls are soooo early 2000's), but I was desperate for some color. Well, I was right again. It looked ten years out of date. It was just one wall, so I painted it back to the color I had just finished painting it a few weeks ago. Boooooooring.
It looks a little livelier with the addition of the "gallery wall", which
is a very up-to-date decorating trend. Looking at all those baby pictures sorta reminds me of the bulletin boards outside hospital nurseries that have pictures of all the babies born there during the last year. In this case, all the babies were born by me personally over the last twelve years. What I won't do to follow a trend...
In other news, today we played everyone's favorite post-windstorm game of running through our neighbors' yards to retrieve all the junk that blew away. Lawn chairs, outdoor storage totes, the roof to the girls' playhouse, that sort of stuff. Elena here, wearing hip waders, is standing on one of the several temporary bridges that the children have put up to cross the moat that has formed around our yard. We could use some dry weather.
David has become a virtual rolling accident-mobile. He's gotten quite fast, and leaves a wake of destruction behind him wherever he goes. He has been very busy with things like pulling stuff down off tables onto his head and getting his fingers stuck in places he should not be putting them in the first place. Even with seven of us looking out for him, he manages to smack his head with alarming frequency.
He is awfully cute. Here's hoping that good judgement and better balance are in his future.
Occasionally, he tires of his duties as solo destructive force. Here he is chillaxin' in one of his favorite spots, prepared just for him courtesy of the Society of Older Sisters for the Protection of Their American Girl Dolls.
In an attempt to pump some life into our newly-painted but hideously bland living space, I tried painting an "accent wall". I was afraid it would look about ten years out of date (accent walls are soooo early 2000's), but I was desperate for some color. Well, I was right again. It looked ten years out of date. It was just one wall, so I painted it back to the color I had just finished painting it a few weeks ago. Boooooooring.
It looks a little livelier with the addition of the "gallery wall", which is a very up-to-date decorating trend. Looking at all those baby pictures sorta reminds me of the bulletin boards outside hospital nurseries that have pictures of all the babies born there during the last year. In this case, all the babies were born by me personally over the last twelve years. What I won't do to follow a trend...
In other news, today we played everyone's favorite post-windstorm game of running through our neighbors' yards to retrieve all the junk that blew away. Lawn chairs, outdoor storage totes, the roof to the girls' playhouse, that sort of stuff. Elena here, wearing hip waders, is standing on one of the several temporary bridges that the children have put up to cross the moat that has formed around our yard. We could use some dry weather.
David has become a virtual rolling accident-mobile. He's gotten quite fast, and leaves a wake of destruction behind him wherever he goes. He has been very busy with things like pulling stuff down off tables onto his head and getting his fingers stuck in places he should not be putting them in the first place. Even with seven of us looking out for him, he manages to smack his head with alarming frequency.
He is awfully cute. Here's hoping that good judgement and better balance are in his future.
Occasionally, he tires of his duties as solo destructive force. Here he is chillaxin' in one of his favorite spots, prepared just for him courtesy of the Society of Older Sisters for the Protection of Their American Girl Dolls.
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