Two weekends ago Scott was off on his annual boys trip to Vegas and that left me, Brayden and the dog to hold down the fort. The last time he left for a few days he came home to a freshly painted family room, back hallway and bathroom. A standard was set. I needed a project.
Thankfully a couple of months ago I found a diamond in the rough calling my name on a curb in Green Bay.
And apparently it once belonged to Linda. Oh Linda, didn’t you see the potential!?
I did. And so it was shoved into the backseat with Brayden and then eventually hauled to Milwaukee where it sat until a plan was formed in my head and an agenda free weekend awaited me.
After some “toy box” Google Image searches, a trip to the craft isle at Walmart and a short brainstorming session it was time to paint.
My original thought was to draw my design on with pencil but I couldn’t stop thinking about those ugly smudges left by all pencil erasers. Either I needed to draw it on without any mistakes (in that case why not just use a Sharpie?) or I needed another solution. Ah ha! I have one, lonely piece of chalk in a zip lock bag in my junk drawer. It’s been waiting for its turn.
The base coat is painted, the design is finished – time to bring this thing to life!
And there you have it, Brayden’s very first toy box and my very first furniture painting experience. It’s not perfect and I certainly didn’t stay in the lines, but I had a lot of fun doing it and the whole process made me really happy. Even silly things like painting a toy box seem so much more special when you’re doing it for your child. As soon as he’s old enough I’ll tell him all about how mommy painted that just for him and, because of that knowledge, I’m positive that he’ll always pick up all of his toys and put them back in the box and he will never refuse to share his toys with any future sibling(s).
By the way, I also hung two large picture frames on the wall of our dining room that weekend and I don’t think Scott has noticed those yet. But he was really impressed with the toy box!