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Pinterest is full of a bunch of dirty tramp liars.  Seriously.  They give you all the fabulous ideas, and you see them and say "Psh...I got this. I can so do that" and you rush to the nearest craft store and develop severe "Craft ADD" while in there and buy a bunch of stuff and go home with the grand attempt to become the next Martha Stewart. Problem is...Martha is rich and pays people to be creative for her.

I found this extremely cute dresser idea for Maebree.  She's eclectic, and I thought this was perfect. 

Nice idea right?  Right.  Well...let me give you a little background on the dresser.  Russ and I somehow aquired this dresser when we were first married.  It came out of some family member of my grandmas who I believe smoked herself to death.  (it's sad....but true)  The dresser came out of her trailer and REAKED of cigarettes.  I don't even know how we managed to get the smell out, but we did.  We were poor, pregnant, and needed a small dresser to fit in our closet so it worked.  This dresser isn't even made out of real wood. It's particle board with a thick, contact-like paper that is SUPPOSED to look like wood grain covering it.  And it weights about 1457 pounds.  That might be an exaggeration, but it feels true. We used that dang dresser in our bedroom up til we moved when somehow Maebree acquired it in her closet because she really needed a dresser. Our kids have never needed a dresser because our old house had closets the size of bedrooms and we just hung everything or had it nicely folded in the shelves.  This house....all three need dressers, but I needed a bathroom first, so in order to save money...I decided I would attempt to revamp this one.  It's been in her closet, and it couldve stayed there, but she has so many toys, and I HATE clutter, so I decided that having a cute colorful dresser outside and all the clutter and toys inside would be a better idea. 

Here is the finished product. Poor kid, it looks like mommy was drunk when she did this. 

Before you start in on the "that's not that bad" speech...let me say this: the picture gives it TOO much justice.  You cannot modge podge over particle board.  it doesn't work.  Also, no matter how much you coat it, a 5-year-old will figure out how to tear it apart.  So I covered it in clear contact paper. And then I stapled it to the drawers (which you can see all the staples) And then I got tired of measuring so all my lines are crooked.  And then I figured out you couldn't regular paint it so I spray painted it.  I also spray painted the pulls.  It looks like mommy was drunk while refinishing it. 

Looks like Mae's in the market for a new dresser.  Side note, she loved it.  I know.....your shocked. 

Mr. McGreggors

Yesterday I had to go with Diana and *almost* do the hardest thing I would've had to ever do in my career.  I say almost cause it ended up that I wasn't allowed to do it due to "hospital regulations" (meaning they had their OWN photographer whom I'm sure signed an agreement not to help families sue in case of malpractice and will charge out the WHAZOO for pics)  I was supposed to go and take pictures for a family whose child was being delivered by cesarian and wasn't expected to live due to a fatal kidney diagnosis.  I was nervous and prayed that God's hand would be in it the whole way, and I firmly believe it was.  I prayed for a miracle, and honestly, a beautiful 6 pound 10 oz round faced baby girl was born alive, and lasted just long enough for her momma and daddy to snuggle her a little before she went on to be with Jesus.  She's perfect now, whole, living, and at peace.  The miracle is that she was a 6 pound 10 oz baby girl with zero functioning kidney's, underdeveloped lungs, and no amniotic fluid yet she thrived and lasted long enough for them to say goodbye, or rather, "see you in a while".

Di and I were a little, I don't really know, "shell shocked"  maybe?  It was weird. You know she's at peace, but her parents and little brother are going through Hell, so your not happy for their sake.  She decided to take me to this little shop, sort of an antique shop with a sandwich/lunchy place in it to blow off some steam.  That's where us good girls go to blow off steam....an antique shop.  Anyway, it was everything I could do to NOT allow her to buy Mr. McGreggors for me.  She wanted to, but I was pretty sure my husband would be all "What the heck are you bringing a taxidermied rabbit in our house for, and I would be all "Cause it's the cool new thing to do thanks to The Bloggess" and he would be all "Your insane" and I would be all "Your welcome".

Me giving Mr. McGreggors bunny ears. 

Then I came across this beauty and thought it was the perfect portrait to hang above our bed to cap off our new room renovation.  We of course would have our OWN names engraved in the tree, but then I thought...that would be taking a joke a little too far and there are small chances that he would actually like this and really WANT to put it above our bed and then I would have nightmares about deer carving our names into trees out in our little woody area and I don't need any more nightmares.  The spiders and other creepy bugs that come with living in the country are enough for me thanks.

Amazing wall art. 

Didn't want to end this blog on a sad note.




ADDENDUM

Di reminded me of him.  His name is Peter and I have no idea why anyone would buy him. He is "Shut-the-front-door" ugly.  I say that and Mae saw him and said "Awe! Mom!!  That's a cute lil funny bunny! He has freaky eyes!" sigh.....only her.

Hide yo kids...hide yo wife.....

She is the kid that picked a stuffed opossum instead of any other cute zoo stuffed animal that she could find.  I'll have to do that post later...

Five going on breakin'-my-heart

My baby girl turned 5 on Friday. Did you hear that? MY BABY TURNED 5!!!! I survived, but not without a little bit of tears on both our parts (she doesn't want to go to school, she wants to be four forever). I don't know what else to say except that I am both happy and sad at the same time. She's just the most unique and random child we have, quite frankly....in the world...and the fact that we get to be the ones to raise her is such a blessing! We celebrated with MANY friends and family with a "Tangled" themed party. Someday when I have adequate internet, I will post pictures. Unfortunately, I do not and am not able to post more than a couple. During this post alone, I've had to reset the "box" 3 times. sigh....

Here's her invite (benefits of mommy being a Photog;)

And one of her in her Rapunzel costume at the party. My sister decorated our new (made mostly and entirely by MEEE) tree swing into a princess swing and I got pics of all the little girls dressed in their princess best. She is wearing a ridiculous wig that she insisted upon that by that time had been to the dark side of the moon and back. HENCE the rattiness. But she's still stankin' cute. Even with the awkward "I want to run a muck with my friends and you're makin' me pose for this stupid picture" face.

And before it starts:

• NO, it's not time for another one. We have zero plans of continuing our family on in the human way. We are content with the girls God has blessed us with.
  
• No we are not "trying for that boy". In fact, I'm making a statement right now that if ONE MORE person makes that comment to me..."you gotta get that boy, you gotta try for that boy" as if we have ANYTHING to do with what sex of a child God gave us, I will...100% punch you in the face. Don't say it. Don't pretend that you are a messenger of the Lord sent to tell us how unsatisfied with our family we should be because we don't have any children with boy parts. There was a time I thought I wouldn't be, until he gave us Maebree, then I realized we are gonna be just fine.
• Remember that I will punch you in the face. And I fight dirty.