So the plan was to de-cluter, which involved borrowing a pick up truck loading it to the gills with toys and out grown clothing to take to the women's shelter in out town. She picked paint and comforter and we were off.... accept she fell in love with a bed. The bed looked cute, a find on pinterest with the little one in my lap, and I thought... that's a project for Papaw Alligator! Papaw Alligator got his name from fishing in the river near his home and waking alligators on the head with his paddle when got too close to his little john boat. I come from a long line of stubborn "I was here first people", and he's a great example of that.
So Papaw Alligator, my Dad has a gift with wood just as my mother does.
|This is not his normal expression, but it is how he normally plays around :)|
We showed him a picture and he was off drawing plans and buying supplies. He cut the wood in my driveway with my step mother and I at his side dodging saw dust and the nail gun. When it was done and the dust settled we carried the walls into her rook and I dodged the nail gun a little more.
Seeing Isabellies face when she saw the bed was great, but even better was kissing her bye this morning on my way to work and seeing her and her big sis tucked in all snuggled up.
Special thanks to Papaw Alligator, Lyn and Grandma Paula. Y'all made this a very special birthday for my Isabel... and gave her mom a sweet spot to read bed time stories with her.