Tag: Sparklet
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nursery
Well, forgive the crazy distorted pictures (wide-angle lens), but the nursery is pretty much done. We need two major things: the crib (which will be delivered later this month) and a name (so that we can put that on the wall above the white cube-looking changing-table thing).
All in all, we are super excited. There is still one major construction project left (framing in the new monstrosity in the kitchen) but we are about as set as we can be in the no-longer-spare bedroom.
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Baby Sparklet’s Nursery, Washington, DC -
nursery preview
just a quick peak for now …the crown molding is up, the walls are painted, and we lucked into a rug that managed to tie the walls, the bedding, and even the blue dresser (from bridesmaid Mel) together. I love it when a happy accident makes you look like a design genius.
fwiw, the lady sparkler thought I was being all arty with the partially closed door photograph … I didn’t have the heart to tell her that there was 50 lbs of chaos and a power mitre saw behind that door.
I’m not skilled, I’m just lazy. no, wait … I’m skilled at being lazy. does that count?
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test driving chairs, and means of getting out of them
the lady sparkler recently decided that she wanted a chair in the nursery. i thought that was a little hoity-toity, because we already had a perfectly good milk crate we could use, but she persisted …so, we went to the ‘burbs — again.
somewhere along the way, my beloved got stuck in a chair that she couldn’t get out of. and before anyone thinks that i am a monster for taking a picture of my beloved instead of helping her out … ha! yeah, well, nevermind.
guilty as charged.
p.s. note to bridesmaids — seriously, she was laughing the whole time. really. you can ask her. yes, i am a bad person. yes, i helped her up eventually. yes, she DID make a Sigourney Weaver/”Aliens” reference the other day. no, we aren’t having eight children and getting our own reality TV show.
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crown molding
when we moved into mount pleasant, the lady sparkler and I quickly noticed that there was one room in the house that didn’t have crown molding.we didn’t really care (because we were planning to redo the room anyway, once we got pregnant) and just chalked it up to the previous owner having a short attention span.
but, I’ve recently discovered that none of our walls are flat. and our ceilings sag. and the corners of our walls aren’t actually square.
and now I’m starting to think the previous owners might have known what they were doing (er, not doing) by loosing inerest in molding before all the rooms were done.
I’m not exactly a slouch with wood-working, from a father who raised me with power tools in the garage, to 15 years of theatrical design, and a groomsman generously let me borrow a power mitre saw to do the heavy lifting…
but nothing really prepared me for putting up straight boards around a room with nary a straight line in sight.
it took two weeks to put up forty feet of molding. it took two and a half tubs of wood putty to fill in the gaps between the molding and the ceiling. it took four sanding blocks to get the joints in the molding to look like someone this side of a three year-old did the carpentry.
in the end, it looks pretty okay … and thank the good sweet lord that I decided against covering the bottom half of the room in wainscotting.
(I would have been %#$&ing about how hard that was until baby sparklet turned at LEAST 16.)
everything is finally starting to come together.
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yellow
“Look at the staaaaaars, look how they shiiiine for youuuuu … And everything youuuuu do, and they were allllll yell-o.”
so … the insanity? it’s setting in. in two more weeks i will be running around with a tie wrapped around my forehead, talking to “Wilson.” yeah.
so, like … i, well, decided to paiiiiint. and that was cooool. buuut, the color we picked out???? it was like, chickadee. and, i painted the walls with it. which was cool, and all. but it sucked. and was, like, totally pale. and lame.
and soooo, i, like, painted the walls a different color??? and this one was totally bolder. like *REALLY* yellow. but it was called, like, acorn squash. and the lady sparkler hates squash. but i didn’t want to paint the walls again, so i, like, didn’t tell her. so please don’t tell my wiiife.
and nowwwwww? i decided to put up, uh, crown molding? and that’s really going to be great. on 80 year old walls. that are not flat at all. or straight. or flush. and i’m pretty sure that this will totally solve my “going mental” thing.
did i mention i’ve never done it before???? yeahhh. it’s going to be greeeeaaat.
![[Jojo / Einstein, Washington, DC]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/3946680446_d19d9f0358.jpg)
![[Fun with Letters, Nursery, Washington, DC]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/3942868154_cf676e10fe.jpg)

![[Baby Sparklet's Nursery, Washington, DC.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/3917585455_7b117940d6.jpg)








![[Nursery Paint Color, Washington, DC]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/3827695837_dd360ec68d.jpg)
we’d already been planning on the stereotypical “put the baby’s name on the wall in big letters” thing, but without a name picked out … we bought enough letters to do all three.
… and have been playing with the letters ever since.
you’d be amazed the words that you can make out of the nine letters we bought: ikea, kale, kill, kilt, leak, l33t, like, tail, etc. and that doesn’t even include the actual names.
oh, and i didn’t get a picture of sparkler’s favorite so far: “eek.”