When I was growing up, I spent a lot of time with my Gramma. She nurtured me and taught me a million things, from how to read to how to wash my face. (Put Noxema on the tips of your fingers and use tiny circular motions all over, in case no one taught you.)
I loved being at Gramma’s house. Her “junk-room” full of books, her soft sheets that held the fragrance of spring, the two lazy cats who had a tranquilizing effect on me as they lounged the day away…everything, I loved everything about being at my Grammas.
So when we started clearing out a room for our granddaughters, my mind raced all over the place, wanting to create a space they would love and remember forever.
The Husband and I had so much fun throwing around ideas! We very nearly knocked out a wall in my fun (craft) room to make a double room for them! But in the end we settled on making an indoor playhouse in the closet of their bedroom.
It extends a couple of feet outside of what was once the closet…
We made a lot of progress this weekend!
It’s been so much fun thinking up fun things to do with the tiny house! Cedar shingles are coming this week! Won’t that be cute?
And because sometimes little people like to cook, The Husband is working on a tiny stove for the inside!
This is going to be a big week around here, the great-room bookshelves are being installed Thursday and this little bedroom will probably be done by next Sunday…when those two projects are over I’ve no idea what we’ll do with all our spare time.
Actually I do but The Husband has threatened both my life and liberty if I dream up another project anytime soon…
Do you have sweet memories of your grandparent’s house?
~Hugs and Smooches my friends~