Hi ya’ll ~ It’s taken me awhile to reveal my pink and yellow hutch because I’ve been waiting to complete an important detail, specifically this:
See that moulding detail way up top? Originally, I acquired this hutch with that piece missing, as you can see here.
I knew I’d need help from Mr. Wonderful to cut a new piece of moulding for me. He is such a sweetie. Although he was gone for a week at a statewide firefighter’s conference, once he arrived home Saturday morning (the kids and I were still visiting family in Anchorage), he cut, fit and glued the moulding for me before I arrived home as a surprise.
He learned long ago that anything furniture is my love language.
I tell you, he’s a keeper.
So just today I was able to finish distressing and aging the top piece to match the rest, and now it looks like it’s always been there.
So without further ado, here is the final product ~ my Alice in Wonderland hutch.
And one final full-body shot:
I painted this piece using homemade chalk paint. The yellow is Sherwin Williams Gold Strike; the pink is Behr’s Hibiscus Petal. There’s a possibility this piece may be on display at a local consignment shop, but I’m still waiting to hear back. I was trying to convince myself I could redo Amaya’s room to incorporate this piece, but then I knew I was just bein’ crazy. As cute as it is, it really needs to fill someone else’s home. I simply do not have the room.
I have some other projects I’m working on right now, but I’m also devoting tons of time to homeschooling my three children, which overnight has become my absolute delight.
No, I do not have all my ducks in a row. I still need to plan our weeks better. We haven’t even started science yet. And I’m also concerned I need to require more formal writing from my older two. There’s so much I want to do but not NEAR enough hours in the day.
Today we ‘wrote’ cuneiform letters in clay as part of our ancient Egyptian unit, and my 11-year-old commented mid-letter: “This is so cool. I love homeschool.”
And he’s a boy.
It just made my heart go pitter-pat. Every day I find my heart going pitter-pat for so many different reasons, but most of all? For the simple reason that I have my kids’ days again.
Love is not a big enough word for how I’m feeling about the whole thing.