Old Ladder



When we bought our lot there was an awesome old ladder leaning against the cherry tree.  I’ll admit it was my favorite thing about the land at the time, that and the size of the lot in general.   After the construction and some landscaping was done the ladder was somehow moved and broken into two pieces, then broken some more.  I rescued it from the trash pile but haven’t done anything with it until now.


I wanted to hang things on it, but the wood was so splintered and brittle I feared things might be damaged if I did.  I decided to paint it, but chose a flat gray that preserved the old wood feeling.


On one piece I added “s” hooks and hung my watering cans.  This (hopefully) will prevent my kids from kicking them around the yard.  I leaned it against the exterior of the house behind my serving/potting table.


When I’m serving food I can move the watering cans and hang a dishtowel, serving tongs, etc. in their place.


I’m pleased with how it looks and thrilled that I’m finally using my old ladders.  Watch next week for what I did with the other half.  It’s crazy cute!

Have a great day, Jennifer

Sleepy baby



Our little one is the most determined child I’ve had regarding sleep.   She hates to rest.  She climbs out of her bed faster than we can turn around to walk away, doing it noiselessly and with skill.   We packed up her bed and put a crib mattress on the floor.  Still, she refuses to nap and it takes an hour or two to get her to sleep at night.  Two days ago my husband woke up at 4 am to find her asleep on the floor next to our bed.  She rarely makes it through the entire night since her first impulse is to jump up and see what she’s missing.

Occasionally it catches up with her, as it did during lunch yesterday.  I just stayed in the room and let her sleep right there since moving her always wakes her up.   She lasted for a good 45 minutes before stirring.

And then last night around 11 pm this is where she finally ran out of energy:


On my bathroom floor with my husband’s sock on one leg.  What a nut!  It’s funny that she’s our 8th, and yet so different.  They really do come as individuals.  It’s amazing.

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