Andrew sanding the bed.
Me sanding and my beautiful garden behind me.
Andrew sanding with his graduation present (from my parents).
Don't we have a lovely patio?
After a lot of indecision between staining the cradle and painting it, we finally decided to paint it off white.
Andrew priming the cradle.
Andrew priming and needing a haircut quite desperately. Also, check out my beans--they did so well.
Me being Michaelangelo painting my Sistine Chapel. This was seriously the best way to paint the rungs.
Andrew Michaelangelo-ing.
Painting the bottom--almost done!
Yay! We are painting in our kitchen and there is horrible lighting!
Me putting the finishing touches on the cradle base.
It's done!
I love it.
Baby Girl gets to share a room with a desk, telescope, cello, and all sorts of storage. She is lucky. People put pictures of their cute nurseries up. This one isn't cute. I think you don't need a cute nursery when your baby is so darn cute. Her cuteness would overpower the cuteness of the nursery, making it obsolete.
And that was our big craft for the baby!