Doing a little painting....

So, after all the belly-aching I've done about painting trim, Jared and I have begun to do just that. With all today's rain destroying his 'hopes' of doing some more landscaping, Jared brought up the paint brushes and cans from the basement. The kids are playing in their makeshift fort in the keeping room, and we are saying good-bye, slowly but surely, to the dark wood trim in our kitchen. Its actually easier to do when we're not concerned about any errant paint strokes. Its only a matter of time (hopefully a short amount of time) before we get around to painting the walls and laying hard woods, so why fuss with painter's tape? Very freeing!

Also, I've decided that the size of the perfect house for a family is all relative, no pun intended. A couple of family members have hinted to me (and I'm sure a great many more feel) that we may be out-growing our little house, and that if we decided to add a 4th little one to the brood, we would definitely have to move immediately. To that I say, pooh. I'm falling more and more in love with our house with every improvement we make. What does it matter if we're a tad cozy?