Nursery Preparations

We live in a tiny, tiny house.   But we’re also very fortunate we have a second bedroom in this tiny house which, up until now, has been used as a guest room.  Actually, it’s been a lot more than that – it’s been home to my cat, and then our dog, and even to the CPA and me during the winter months when our main bedroom is cold.

All that changed, however, on December 1st when we officially began preparations for it to become a nursery.  Originally, I had no idea what I wanted to do with the nursery except that I knew that I wanted to paint it.  See, when we first bought the house, the room was yellow.

A bright yellow actually.

So we darkened it up a bit and then added a bed, an armoire, and a couple of bookshelves.  (For some reason I didn’t take a picture of it before we took it apart – this is the best one I have, taken back when we first moved into the house).

Since we’re having a boy and since I’m not a frilly kind-of person anyway, I decided to go with a neutral color scheme.  That way, as the baby grows up, we don’t have to make a lot of substantial changes to the room to have it grow with him.

So we knew we wanted it painted but with lots going on these past few months between work and school (for my husband), there was no way we’d be able to get it done in time.

Enter, my dad.

**Side note – did you ever watch that show called “This Old House”?  There was a guy on there, a carpenter and all around handy man, named Bob Villa.  That’s my dad.  Well, not really my dad, but my dad is just like Bob Villa in that he can do and build anything.**

So when Dad offered to paint the room for us, we didn’t even have to think about it.  We got the room ready by clearing everything out and putting it in the garage for storage.  Then we started testing paint colors.

That was the hardest part (for me anyway).  I couldn’t get the colors just right until the CPA stepped in and suggested a combination of two shades that I hadn’t considered before.  And voila – we had our match.

Dad drove up from Georgia the next morning and then spent three straight days getting the room ready.  He added a ceiling fan, which we’ve heard keeps the air circulated and hopefully helps to prevent SIDS.

Then he put up the chair rail, which we wanted in order to add more definition to the two different colors we’d be using in the room.  Then came the paint, lots and lots of glorious paint.

It was so exciting to see the room transforming and I am completely impressed with the professional job he did!  It would have taken us a week to do what he did in three short days.

Before he was finished, he took off the closet doors (we plan to hang curtains in their place) and painted the inside of the space.

And finally, it was ready.

Isn’t it gorgeous?  The colors are rich and warm, the paint job is immaculate, and the love and hard work that went into the projects is obvious.

So a huge thank you goes out to my dad because without him, this wouldn’t have been possible.  Now we’re ready to put the room together and make it a special place for our little boy.

Thanks Dad!

Or should I call you, Grandpa?