There were the usual problems: Ugly carpet and old paint. After two years of living here, the playroom finally took priority on the list of home improvements. I painstakingly chose a paint color in September and painted the entire room in early October (along with the living room--I was on a roll!). In late October we worked on painting the existing trim, and the first week in November the new carpet was installed. The week before Thanksgiving, Joel worked on painting the baseboards (which we found in the closet, never having been put up) and the day before Thanksgiving, he and I did our best to nail the baseboards up, which is much more difficult than it looks! The girls and I then went through all of the toys, gave a healthy amount to the Goodwill pile and finally put the room back together. And then I baked pies.
Do you want to see the before/after? I have meant to do this for weeks, but I keep not remembering to take pictures of the after. So, tonight, after dark, in the worst lighting possible, I finally went up to take them. They'll have to do.
Like much of my house--especially the upstairs portion--this room hadn't seen much TLC in a good decade or more. The carpet was in okay shape, but it was pink and stained. The wall was an awful steel blue color, and even worse, it had been painted with impossible-to-clean flat paint. Ugh. And then there are the stencils. So much to fix.
The color I painstakingly chose for the paint is Sherwin-Williams Tiger Eye. It's a pumpkin-pie kind of color and I just love it. I have come to the realization that I only like autumn colors in my home (with the exception of the girls' bedrooms--they can have their bright pinks and greens). Knowing my "color personality" or whatever you want to call it makes things a lot easier and did I mention I love the results?
"Be strong and of good courage. You are truly royal spirit daughters of Almighty God. You are princesses, destined to become queens. Your own wondrous story has already begun. Your 'once upon a time' is now."As the mother of girls, I had to buy it to hang in their playroom.
Which isn't so much a playroom anymore, you may be thinking. Well, let's just open that closet door and see what we find inside, shall we?
I must say that having the toys in the closet has made a huge difference in the cleanliness of the playroom. Part of it could be that Sophia is now in Kindergarten and isn't up there as much as she has been in the past, but I say having fewer toys and confining them to the closet has helped. This is not to say that they don't bring the Barbies out of the closet, stuff their clothes with toilet paper, change Ken's name to "Bob Harper" and re-enact challenges with them while watching The Biggest Loser on Netflix.
Because they do that all the time (I love how creative my children are). But there is no longer any arbitrary dumping.
And I love our new playroom.