Today is a day that I would love to be able to reset. It was probably my fault that it went the way it did I just felt stress as soon as my feet hit the floor and well....let's just say that my pride and my car are the injured ones. (don't worry nothing drastic but enough damage to hurt the pocket book I'm afraid)
So since I can't hit reset I'll share a happy little project that I recently finished with the help of many. Throughout my childhood I had this little table and chair (there were two but one was sacrificed to broken kid's toys heaven) I made several imaginary friends imaginary meals that were enjoyed on this table. It is filled with nostalgia for me and to make it even more meaningful it was my mother's when she was a child as well. So when friend's were driving across the country and my mom asked if there was anything that she could send I asked for the table. My dad lovingly took it apart and it arrived like this.
Definitely in need of an update after 30 years or so between paint jobs. Luckily my step-father-in-law is a master carpenter and he glued this back together for me and then I sanded it down and painted it up and voila.
A functional, beautiful, vintage and memory laden little table for a little man. I plan on searching out another little chair so that a friend may join him in tea parties, art making or whatever his little heat desires. I feel so lucky to have this little piece of family history to pass on to him. I wish car paint jobs were as easy to fix as little tables....