Confession: The day before Kelly’s birthday, I suddenly realized I had no present for her.
Uh–Large problem. Very nice, mommy.
But it brought to my mind an idea from months ago–to restore the handmade dolly bunk bed my parents gave me when I was two; to recreate it for my daughter’s second birthday.
Here’s how it looked after almost 30 years, wobbly, faded, scratched, and in short, much-loved. What a treasure!
Designed, crafted, and painted by my dad—
—upholstered and furnished by my mom.
I started snipping fleece I had on hand to make fresh patchwork blankets, sewed em up, then stitched them with yarn and a darning needle—my favorite mix of homespun and contemporary.
Ryan tightened screws, hammered nails, and refitted a missing crossbar, turning our project from rickety to solid.
I repainted with some cream paint we had on hand, and added a twist: real leaves from our yard, dipped in chocolate paint and varnished onto the frame. Jesus does detail so much better than I…
I covered the beds with new fabric, fitted it on with the same old tacks, and our work was complete.
I’m adding this project to my “something from nothing” category because the only thing I had to buy was a yard of fabric for the upholstery. But it’s hard to go wrong when you have such a great “something” piece to start with.
Kelly was so happy she turned all Victorian on me.
Okay, not really. She’s just enjoying the beach umbrella from Grandpa’s, and the homemade binoculars from Regan.
The best part of it (despite the joy of recrafting) was giving my girl a piece of her grandpa, her grandma, her daddy, and me. We made it for her.
What do you like about restoration?