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Showing posts with label Blogland Home Tour. Show all posts

The Girl's Room (House Tour Part 4)


I have to say, I remember having the most fun decorating the kids' rooms a couple years ago.

For the girl's room I was going for a colorful, summery vibe.  I didn't want to stick to any one color scheme, because I have figured out through decorating and re-decorating the nursery over the years, that there is always something in the room that doesn't match the color scheme.

I painted the walls a Behr color called "Mayfair White", which is a pale mint green.  I picked a colorful floral bedspread, and scented with pink, but the beauty of this scheme is that the girls can bring in toys, blankets, pillows, or stuffed animals in pretty much any color and it still looks like it fits in the room.

Obviously these pictures were taken a couple years ago (look how little Clarice and Gwen were!), so what's changed?

Clarice is now in the room too - we found out we were expecting Georgie and moved Clarice upstairs with Gwen sooner than we thought!  Her toddler bed is in the place where the reading nook is in these pictures.  The canopy over the area has been taken down, since it didn't seem like a smart idea to have it hanging above my one year old's bed.  The gallery wall is also not the same in all these pictures since the girls broke a one of the pictures when they were jumping on Gwen's bed (the room is for living in, not just for show, after all).

Funny story (actually, not funny so much as cringeworthy) - when I was painting the girls' room, I took a quick break and left the lid off the can of paint.  A minute later I hear a ruckus coming from the room, and my heart sinks.  I went back in there and the kids had spilled an entire can of paint, all over the carpet.

There was a brief pause, as Derek and I stared in horror, and then the entire thing blew up.  We were both shouting, I hustled the kids out of the room while he grabbed towels to sop up the mess, everyone was crying.  I sat the kids down in front of the TV, and wailed to Derek.  "Now we have to replace the carpet!  That was not in the budget!"  

While the rest of us were freaking out, Derek patiently sopped up the paint.  He worked on it the rest of the night, used up an entire can of carpet cleaner, and he got that stain out.  Honestly, the floor looks like new!  I'm still not sure how he did it, but I was very impressed with his determination.

Did I mention all this happened on Easter?

I'm happy to say we can officially laugh about it now.























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Up The Stairs (House Tour Part 3)



When we were first married, the upstairs of this house was the only part of the house that was finished, but boy, did it look different.

Rough hewn, yellowing wood, which was actually house siding, on the ceiling.

Raggedy carpet from wall to wall.

Old, beat-up wood trim.

The cheapest doors you can buy at the home improvement store.

Dirty white walls.

A bathroom that was not worth noting.

No overhead lighting in the bedrooms.

An old kitchen with white laminate countertops and no dishwasher.

Windows that would barely open, and a sliding glass door that let cold air through in the winter.

But it had a gorgeous wood stove and vaulted ceilings.  The bones were good.

My dad helped us update the kitchen, because that was just necessary.  We lived in one of the upstairs bedrooms until Wyatt was born and we moved downstairs.  I painted the walls, trying to put a bandaid on a house we couldn't afford to fix up yet.  And we just dealt with it, for 8 years.

Finally two years ago, we decided we were staying, we might as well make this place somewhere we would like to live!  Most of the work was concentrated on the upstairs, for obvious reasons.

What did we do?

Ripped out the carpet and put new (fake) wood floors in.

Tore out all the trims and doors, and replaced all of it.

New windows, and a new sliding glass door.

Covered up the ceiling with white planks (which did a ton to brighten it up, let me tell you).

Repainted everything a brighter color.

Remodeled the bathroom.

So basically, we redid everything except the kitchen (which had already been redone) and the wood stove (which really can't be improved upon).

I really wouldn't necessarily recommend doing all the work yourself, which is what we did, because it was a miserable, crazy few months.  But we saved a bunch of money, and it finally looks the way I want it!

A few notes:

You'll notice the couch is green and the chairs are tan in a few photos.  The pictures were taken before I bought new couch covers a year and a half ago.  If you follow me on Instagram, you've seen the new covers.  I'll put a few updated pictures at the end so you can see, but that's why not all the pictures match!

Bathroom not pictured because the lighting is horrible in there and it's terribly hard to take a good picture of it, but trust me, it's nice now.



























So that was what it looked like right after our remodel, but a few months later I got a few new couch covers.  I didn't feel like re-taking all the photos, so here are just a couple more recent shots to give you an idea of how it looks a slightly different now.






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When You Walk In (House Tour Part 2)


When we bought this house, the basement was unfinished.  When I got pregnant with Wyatt, we decided to tackle the project and we finished it right before he was born!

Still, for a long time we let the downstairs sit empty, but when I was pregnant with Clarice and decided I wouldn't be continuing to work, I saved all my pennies to decorate this basement family room.  This is the door we most often use to come into our house.  It's also the door that guests most often use.  I wanted to make sure people were walking into more than just an empty room.

A few months later we repainted and got the rest of the furniture.  Two years later, I'm still happy with it.  If I had to do it over, I might just go with a more adventurous couch color (my tastes just keep getting more colorful), but the rest would stay mostly the same!

I took these pictures two years ago, and the only things that have changed are the purses hanging by the door, and the piano-mantel, which I update periodically.

We mostly use this room for the occasional movie, and Derek works down here on the days he works from home.  Just in case you are wondering: the square prints on the chicken-wire bulletin board are from Artifact Uprising and Parabo Press.  The rest is a miss mash of stuff from Hobby Lobby, Walmart, Target, and Ikea!






















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The text signs are particularly special to me (from House Of Belonging, in case you are wondering).  The one above the blue cabinet has my favorite verse from the hymn "O Glorious Day".  I wanted more on our walls that symbolized who we are as a family and pointed us back to Christ.  This hymn verse communicates the Gospel and refocuses us on eternity, and I love that it's hanging on our walls now!

"One day the grave could conceal Him no longer,
One day the stone rolled away from the door,
Now He arose, over death He has concurred!
Now He's ascended, My Lord evermore!

Living He loved me, dying He saved me,
Buried He carried, my sins far away!
Rising He justified, freely forever!
One day He's coming!  O glorious day!"

The second sign on the piano appealed to me because the quote spoke directly to my heart.  The reason we almost moved is that this house is very small for our big family, and we go through periods when we feel discontent.  But this quote reminds me, whenever I look at it, that there are good parts to living in a small house too.

I recently learned this quote is from an old country song called "Little Houses" by Doug Stone (oh, I miss that good ole country music!).  I looked it up on Spotify, and it's super-sweet, and almost feels autobiographical for me.  We moved into this house as newlyweds, and brought all our babies home here, and even though it feels small, it's full to the brim with noise, and laughter, and love.  So I've come to love our little house over the years.

"Love grows best in little houses, 
With fewer walls to separate,
Where you eat and sleep so close together,
You can't help but communicate.
And if we had more room between us,
Think of all we'd miss.
Love grows best in houses just like this."

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