Some of you may remember (from my other, sadly infected blog) that while I was adapting to life with little Owen, our other two younger children were taken out of daycare, and Dave was caring for them. During our month of post-partum adjustment, my husband finished our house re-organization by building furniture. Big furniture.
While this may sound like a ridiculous time for him to be doing this, it actually worked well for us. It meant that while he was around to help when things got hairy with the kids or I needed a nap and the older kids taken to the park, he wasn't, shall we say, underfoot. He wasn't bored and loafing. Instead he kept himself happily busy on a project while also generally overseeing Aaron and Emma.
My husband took these photos, and as he didn't spread the lovely hand-made quilts over the mattress before he took the photo, I don't see the point in just showing you the boys' messy bed.
Because Dave made this out of his head, with only a vague plan, we encountered some problems that needed to be solved. One was light. The regular lights in this room are ceiling florescent pot lights. We didn't realize they gave off heat until we were within arms' reach of them, so a dimmer switch needed to be installed on the lights. Also, the light switch is across the room, which makes reading in bed and then falling asleep almost impossible, as one must climb down the ladder to turn off the lights. This was solved with a little platform to hold one of those clip on reading lights.
And yes, my house was turned upside down for two of three weeks, with bins of toys and books and dressers strewn in odd places all through the living room and Emma's room. But then, we had a newborn, so it would have looked like that in any case. Might as well get the chaos over with all at once.