So, the son has to go. Time to move out into the big, wide world.
Time to move downstairs.
The only problem with this scenario is that my other 2 kids (that makes a grand total of 4, if you're counting) are occupying the extra bedroom downstairs and then we have the gem of this kid-owned house...the playroom.
I love this playroom. I LOVE it. You can throw anything in there, shut the door and the mess is instantly gone. The kids are instantly gone and entertained. All is well in my land with a playroom.
BUT, if boy was going to move downstairs, then girls were going to have to move into the playroom. Sigh.
Buh-bye playroom. You'll be sorely missed. Lets have a moment of silence for the playroom.
So, the day came where I just decided to get started. No more procrastinating! The baby can't live in a bassinet any longer! I took every. single. toy. out of that playroom and hauled it into my family room.
Wow. It was A MESS. The kids thought this was the funnest thing EVER and playtime rocketed to a new level of insanity. Finally, I made them clear a path so we could get from the playroom to the stairs. Every other location was fend for yourself.
Then, I prepped the room for paint. This took about 12 hours. So many nicks, dings, scratches, and weird glop ended up on those playroom walls. It was amazing. I spackled, scrubbed, sanded and vacuumed and taped up trim forever. Seriously, I think I started last year. It was finally done and I picked out my colors. If you follow me in Pinterest, you might have noticed my latest love of pale pink and tan. I thought this would make a nice combo that would last into their teens, since I have no plans to paint that room ever again.
Well, plans change. I went off to Paint Heaven (i.e. Home Depot) and picked out my pale of palest pinks and tried to find a tan that would work with it. And I just kept getting an ick vibe. A going-back-to-the80's-vibe. I called my sister, who is the cornerstone of all things cool and hip (I believe she doesn't use the word 'hip' so that's a big clue right there) and asked her how she felt about pink and gray. She gave me the thumbs up (over the phone, it was quite the sight) and off I went. Pink and gray. Let's do this.
My mission, if I chose to accept it (and I did), was to not buy anything new but the paint. I was determined to re-use what we had and to only buy some necessities to make this room switcheroo work.
Here's a before of the playroom. And I'll just tell ya'll now, the paint was done before we moved in. And we loved it for the last 7 years. But sometimes, a change has to be made, you know?
The boy's room before:
Again, the mural on this wall was done before we moved in...and we loved it for the last 7 years as well. But, I wanted something brighter for a baby. Something a little fresher...
Here it is now, in phase 2 (yes, there's another after to this after....)
And here is the before of my girls old room (soon to be boy room):
I don't think I've ever shared pics of their room before (definitely not so blue), so you'll have to excuse the poor quality, the random vacuums, and unmade beds. I think what I want you to get is that this room was bright yellow and Pepto Bismo pink. SO PINK. And this is going to be my boy room.
The room is really quite small for a bunk bed and the closet is even smaller for two little girls clothes, so moving to the playroom makes sense.
So, stay tuned for the much anticipated "afters!" You will be amazed! You will be wowed! You will want to come back for more!