Oops, sorry blog. Sometimes time just flies like that. What can you do. How about to make up for it I'll try to post every day for a while. So I was hoping I'd have something super fun to show & tell for my time away but all I've got is a botched-to-hell project that Tim and I spent all our free time last week on. The botching was on my end, not on Mr. Workshop's so I don't know how happy he will be to read this post which is me lining up his next project...
Oscar and I found this doll cradle in a barn sale and decided that he and daddy would like to fix it up. I'm thinking it'd look great in this crib's perfect purple. Or maybe a gray blue. That'd be so pretty! I've got a soft spot for doll crib's these days. Phoebe's room already has two and there are another two in the basement waiting for fix up. Poor girl has the smallest room in the house and I'm cramming it full of toe-stubbing stuff.
All that time Tim spent in the workroom didn't go to total waste though, it inspired him to finally take the camera down there and document the very cool workshop the previous owner of our house left intact for us. All the pics are here on his flickr. This room has everything you'd ever need (minus the scary 1950s chemicals!). Makes me wish they'd left the entire basement, and maybe the attic, full of treasures too.
