Lazy boy for my lazy boy.

 So I found this little leather recliner for three bucks. It was dirt cheap because it had what looked like scratches and snags all along the front. I bought it, assuming I could reupholster it. And because I know that it would be upward of fifty bucks to buy one in perfect condition. Not that I wouldn't pay that for my boy, but why not try to restore this one, when it only had minor damage and an ugly color.

 So I went on the hunt for a fabric to use, and struck gold when I found one I liked in a silvery gray for only a dollar a yard. So for the chair and fabric together weren't even ten bucks. How could I say no? These are the kind of things I do.

 So I started stripping it down. And I think right about here, is where I stopped, stood back and thought... "What am I doing? I ruined it!" But after a few minutes of freak out, I started on it again, deciding I wouldn't let it defeat me. I ended up doing it over the course of two days, but not without a few battle wounds from the tools. But it was fun and practically free, so it was worth it. It's still a little lumpy, but that will smooth out the more he breaks it in. And I like that it was in a color of my choosing, so I didn't have to settle for the choices in-store. But now, Nick is ready to strangle me, because this is becoming a habit. I  now have a very comfy but ugly rocking ottoman to do the same to. :)

No no spot.

I haven't been documenting much of anything lately, we've been so busy. Although we have been playing around with some fun things. We've made soap mud, window clings, paint prints, a black sparkle play dough, and several things out of all the cardboard we have lying around with moving soon, including what seemed like a life-size train, play house, and guitars. Hoping to start jotting things down again.

 Anyway, I found this beat up little retro chair sitting near a dumpster. I brought it home, scrubbed and scrubbed it, and then looked at it, thinking I really didn't need it, my kid has so many chairs and doesn't sit in them. But I couldn't help myself. I'm all about refurbishing what others think is junk.

Light bulb. Why not a time out chair. Now luckily, I have a very well behaved little boy, but i'm sure we're about to enter a phase where he will develop a little temper, and might need more discipline. I don't feel like i'm much of a "spanker", but then again, I feel bad after squishing bugs. So since I have this, why not try it out? I sanded it down, and repainted it. Then added my own little twist. I can't say he'll like it, but I suppose that's kind of the point. Or, we may not use it at all, but hey, it was free, and I had fun with it.

"Boys will be boys, or so they say.

But i'm raising my boy to be a man some day.

Shouting isn't nice, and kicking really hurts.

Nobody likes their faces rubbed in dirt.

So boys that fight, kick, and shout...

Will spend some time thinking in time out.

Time to ponder all the things that you do.

But please just remember, that I love you!"