I fancy myself an intrepid, if boozy, anthropologist.

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Children’s chairs: before and after

A couple of months ago, my mom found “some children’s chairs” at Goodwill for $2 a piece, so she called and asked if I wanted them for Dono.  “Sure!” I said.  If there’s one thing kids love, its small versions of grown-up things.

Note to self: In the future, ask mom to quantify "a few".

A few days later, mom shows up at my house, her SUV cram-packed with small wooden chairs.

My first thought was “how am I going to explain ALL these tiny chairs too Pool Boy?”  Fortunately he quit looking for explanations years ago and just rolls with it now.

7 of the chairs are identical and 2 are slightly “fancier”.  I immediately invisioned having all of the major holidays at our house, complete with a proper children’s table including these adorable little chairs.    To be fair, PB does have a massive family with several children under the age of 4, so there’s a good chance these chairs will be actually put to use at least a few times.

"We've had a hard life."

The only problem is that they weren’t in great shape.  They had  belonged to some school where they were apparently used and abused for years.  Still, once the screws were tightned they were sturdy enough to easily hold me and/or PB, so the only thing left to do was cover up their battle scars. 

In an effort to NOT spend tons of money on $2 chairs which will likely be used a few times at most, I started looking around the house.  I had navy paint left over from my dumpster-desk project and 2 other shades of blue left from the bathroom spruce up.  My first thought was to paint each chair a solid color, but then I decided they might look a little disjointed all sitting together.  So instead, I decided to colorblock them and mix up which colors went where with each chair.  That way they will coordinate but not be too matchy-matchy.  I think the final result is sort of Ralph Lauren-esque, if RL made tiny little chairs!

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All my various projects, now in one handy place!

I thought I’d throw together all of my “before and after” shots of the furniture I’ve done so far.  I don’t normally think of myself as “crafty”, but it turns out I love the Anthropologie look but I sure as hell can’t afford it.  Plus there is a certain thrill in discovering some FANTASTIC couch or chair at somewhere like Goodwill.

I have one more loveseat I’m working on, but unfortunately this HAS to be my last project.  As Pool Boy pointed out, “there’s a finite amount of space in our house.”

Also, emberassingly, I titled these pics (“bf1”, “bf2”, etc) which in my mind stood for “before/after”.  I’ve only just realized “after” doesn’t start with an F.  Well done, Sarah.

Nothing in these pics cost more than $100 originally, and the desk pictured was actually drunkenly pulled from a dumpster one night.  SCORE!

The centerpiece on the left (of the “before and after” picture) is one from Anthropologie that retails for $800.  The one on the right was put together from white glass bits found at Goodwill purchased for roughly $20 total and then glued together.

Dono’s first school project. Kind of. I mean seriously… he’s 1.

It started with this:

A blank poster board with a note from Donovan’s “teachers” asking us to fill it up with pictures and memories for Donovan.

A simple request, no?  But not to me!  I see this and think “OMG!  A take home art project for Donovan’s “school”!  It’s just like you see on TV!  It’s the kind of thing teachers give REAL moms to do!  This is AWESOME!!!  I will decorate the SHIT out of this poster board!!”   And so it began.

My only regret is that I didn’t find a way to incorporate the glittery puff-paint.

And there’s the end result.  A glittery, bejejeweled monstrosity masterpiece for a 1 1/2 yr old who is most definitely too young to ever remember this project.  A child who only recently stopped treating the cat box as his own personal cookie jar.  A child who occasionally (for some unknown reason) refers to me as Mike.

Being a relatively-new mom, I feel like I’m still figuring out what kind of mom I am.  It looks like the early read is “bat-shit crazy”.  I hope I can reign it in before I’m asked to help with REAL school projects.