Monday, July 25, 2011

What happens when Daddy figures out how to log in.....

It isn't often that I plan on logging on, posting pictures or "BLOGGING", but I look forward to the opportunity to be able to reference this blog in the future to remember the fun times we have had and insure future embarrassment of both ourselves and Graysen.

Seeing as Graysen can't protest picture opportunities (yet), she is about to find out that being posed isn't as entertaining for her as it is for us, or at least me. With a summer rain storm rolling in this evening, we took her out in the back yard to feel the wind and hear the storm coming in. The end result was....

A chance to have some fun and meet the backyard neighbors.....

We have finally finished the Nursery and wanted to thank everyone that helped create Graysen's new home. There were many components of this room that came together over time, but had we known how many hours would go into the creation of this room, we most likely would have chosen a completely different design/theme/idea...or just gone to Toys R Us.

We saw a round crib many years ago and have always wanted one. Seeing as round cribs aren't easy to come by, we had to design and create what we wanted. Little did we know that this process would become so....well...let's just say "entertaining".

The second part of the room, after deciding on the bed, was choosing colors. Of course, we never would have thought that Charcoal Gray was that WEIRD of a color. What? Doesn't sound weird? Well, go and try things in this color that are similar shades. You too will start off eager and excited but will quickly begin questioning if there is something odd about this color that you hadn't considered before. It seemed with each small victory in finding something that was about the right color, the next logical part wouldn't work out, or would be wrong shade, or name it.

As bits and pieces FINALLY started to come together, we were able to blend in items that friends and family had given us to help make Graysen's room hers.

Aunt Marisa created letters to spell her name, which we have placed at the entrance door. The girls that threw one of Shonna's baby showers made the shelf that is now above door.

To help record her growth, we made castings of Graysen's hand and foot. The "extra" casting was just to add a little decoration to the Shadow Box. I am sure she will greatly appreciate it in the years to come.

Rachel made Graysen a picture display board for her room, and it actually worked out to be the perfect thing for holding her bows and headbands. Every little girl needs her accessories, and this makes it easy for her (read - Daddy can see what to chose from) to pick the perfect item for completing her outfit.

Graysen's bed, like the colors of her room, started off as a pretty simple idea that grew fairly complex in a very short period of time. The only way to overcome the issues was to make the darn thing. As a new Daddy, I didn't think about that if you are going to have a bed made, you might want to think about how you are going to put sheets on it and where you are going to get them from. Such an oversight meant only one thing, the fabric store(s) would now become the most frequently visited place in my daily routine.

Unless you have shopped for fabric before, you could not possibly imagine how silly this process is. You will find one fabric for one part of the bed, but when you look for another fabric in the same color palette for another part, they won't have it or even worse, won't have enough and can't order it anymore. I honestly believe I stopped at EVERY fabric store Houston has to offer trying to tie everything together. Wait, you know of some obscure import/export place that sells fabric? Yep, I even stopped there.

Now that we have the finished product, the hours of driving and looking were well worth the outcome. Mommy loves to go in her room and pretend it is hers.

Now I can go back to posing Graysen and taking silly pictures. Tonight, Graysen got to wear her new favorite outfit that Mommy and Daddy brought back from Italy. It has significant meaning, but we will save that for another posting..........