Blood, sweat, and tears...and paint

When Colt and I moved into our current rental facility, the 2nd bedroom (which we knew would be our child's room) was more like the Joker's hangout spot where he liked to chillax and get high with his buddies. You know, black light chill zone. Unless we wanted our boy to have seizures and create mayhem in an unknown large city in the future, only to be chased down by some self-righteous vigilante, then we knew we had to change it. We agreed to move in with the stipulation that we could paint that room. Now 5 months later we have finally taken care of that! It is now a calm and soothing, luscious Dandelion green with a subtle creme edging. I, being the expert - born and raised in a professional painter's home (and working my butt off for him), could not be a good assistant besides having the critical eye. But I must say that Colt did a great job! He taped everything off, cleaned the brushes, mixed the paint, let alone actually paint the whole thing...aww my father would be sooo proud! I know that my father will now try to recruit him to "take over the business". That will be two fathers, now, trying to persuade Colt to take over the family businesses.

Colt is such a hard worker, he did our baby's room while going to school and never getting behind on his schoolwork. He also had to endure me nagging him to clean the brushes good and watch the lines on the wall and 'remember 2 coats!' We are very excited to have our little boy come into our lives and this was a big step to make it more realistic...he is actually coming!

Check out the before and after photos....and yes we chose green...and no it was not because we are naming our boy Cash (or was it??)