Monday, January 18, 2010

An Episode in Decorating

So I'm working on painting Kate's room. Finally. I bought the paint about, what was it, four months ago? Yeah. At least. I was planning to do it while I was on maternity leave but never seemed to get around to it. But in about two weeks Kate and Charlie are done with daycare, and I'll never, ever be able to do it again so....today I started priming. Woot!


As a side note, at this moment I can hear the telltale sound of little footsteps over my head. Due to the fact that her bedroom is currently in shambles, Katie is sleeping in my bed tonight. Which means that, really, she's getting into everything in my bathroom, and refusing to sleep. I am afraid to go check on her, but know that I must...


And I'm back, after finding her in bed, but with a box of Dora bandaids. It would seem one of the eleven stuffed animals she brought into the bed has a boo boo. But back to the room...


I've had the plan for Katie's room since the day we first looked at this house. I love her room, with it's large windows and ample closet space. It's also separated enough from the boys' rooms that by the time they are having farting contests and burping the alphabet, she'll be able to get some "space." But her princessy furniture and cute bedding just doesn't go with the gold paint on the walls. It's the color that our entire house, as a matter of fact, is painted. Here are some pictures of her room:







So I'm going to paint the walls green, and do a really cool stencil on the "focus" wall behind her bed. I'm also adding a canopy over the bed. And, you can't see it in this picture, but she has an awesome chandelier for lighting. I can't wait until it all comes together, and then I'll take some pics of it and post them.

Now I hear her -- AGAIN -- running around upstairs. It's currently 2.5 hours past her bedtime, and I'm ready to duct tape her to the bed. I still have to do two loads of laundry, wash and prepare the bottles for tomorrow, and try to get some of the painting done in her room so that GOD FORBID I don't have to do this again tomorrow night. As I just took away her toothbrush and toothpaste (!!), and tucked her back into bed for the 300th time tonight, she whispered to me "Thtay in bed with me, Mommy." Oh, how I wish I could...