on my mind

splish splash, ready for a bath

As I was taking pictures of the kids' rooms (finally), I realized I've never posted our upstairs bathroom pictures. When we moved in, it was a 1980s beach lover's dream come true with more flip flops, beach balls and umbrellas you could ever dream of. Or not. Here is the clean slate once we were ready to get things rolling... see the little flip flop rug down there at the bottom? Buh bye!

Here's what we came up with:

My parents were studs during this project. You'll notice that the shiny white tile is no longer shiny, white tile. My parents found some great tile just lying in the back yard of one of my mom's foreclosures. It was going to be trashed anyway, so it found its way to our house! Thanks Dad for making it look so great!

We got rid of the popcorn ceiling (woo! hoo!) and my mom textured the walls. After some paint, crown molding and bead board, it looks so much better. When you're on a budget, you have to get creative and work with what you have. For instance, the counter. I would have loved to put a darker granite down but instead I just replaced the faucet to update the look. I found this one on Overstock.com for $50.

Speaking of budget, all the accessories were so cheap because I either made them myself or found them at Ikea. Who loves Ikea? I do! I do! :)

The art hanging over the toilet was just a $5 wood frame that needed a piece of fabric stapled over it.

These picture frames were Ikea bargains. I just bought some scrapbook paper for the background and added pictures to finish them off.

I found these towel hooks at World Market and my dad secured them onto the wood. I thought it turned out really cute.

I bought this lamp and lampshade from Target and painted the white shade to coordinate with the towels. I needed something to hide the lamp cord so I just framed this 'friendly little reminder' with leftover paper I had from the hanging pictures.

life of a superhero

by day

by night

three little monkeys

Hewood has a new album up if you are interested.

finally...

back to normal.

eighteen days, people.

sweepin' the clouds away

On our way to where the air is sweet.

Come and play.

Everything's a-ok.

Can you tell me how to get,

How to get to Sesame Street?

the look

Uh oh, she's got that look. You know the one. You have either been the giver or receiver of the look at some point in your life. The...

if you scream one more time, I'm gonna...

we are not going to listen to Veggie Tales for the 100th time this week or I'm gonna...

you better be nice to each other or else I'm gonna...

if you demand watching a movie one more time, I'm gonna...

if you order me once more to pick up a toy that you dropped while I'm driving, I'm gonna...

if you yell at me to open (or close) the window one more time, I'm gonna...

if you fight over the red magna doodle one more time, I'm gonna...

if you throw one more fit because we didn't stop at McDonald's, I'm gonna...

pull this car over!

Albeit, I'll pull the car over at McDonald's, roll the windows down, turn around and pick up a toy for Embry, hand Ellie the red magna doodle and ask Hayes which movie he wants to watch while we wait on our food.

kids + cars = good times