Weekend and beyond project

When my boy was just a tot and we lived in a mobile home down in darkest Wakulla, I wanted to make his room a place he wanted to sleep in (we were having stay-in-your-own-bed issues). So I set about to make his room magical for him. I pulled out the blue carpet and put in a fake (vinyl) wood floor and painted over the oh-so-lovely trailer wallboard with a milk chocolate color, then added trees so that he had his own forest to sleep on. I found bedspreads with a leaf motif for his bunk bed and a green rug. Only on the rare nightmare nights did he show up at the foot of our bed after that.

It was an amazing room.

About a month ago, we were on our way to school when he rather wistfully said that he wished he could have his old room in our new house. I thought about it some and decided that it could be done - but better this time!

Granted, my artistic skills are limited. The trees in the previous room were pretty primitive - like something a five year old might make. I have a better idea of what I want to do for him this time - so I got started yesterday.

First, we removed all the stuff in his room.

I swept the ceiling and the fan and the walls (where does all this dust come from????) and finally the floor.

Instead of a flat landscape, this time, we're gonna have rolling hills.

There was no way I'd get to finish this weekend, so I build his bed (the frame was given to us by his godmother - we had the mattress) and put fresh sheets on it so he'd have somewhere to sleep while I figured out where the art brushes had disappeared to. That could take some time, and may actually result in my buying some more....

When I showed him his room, he was ecstatic - "It's better than I ever dreamed!!! And you're not even finished yet!"

No, baby... I'm not.