Catch up...

Things have been pretty busy around here, so my time to reflect on what I want to blog about has been limited.  We do have a few family members struggling to hang on to life right now, so they are in our prayers and on our minds constantly. Life seems to be all about the up and downs and being able to either jump over hurdles or roll with the punches.  Every time something does not go the way we planned we try to use that as a learning experience and remind ourselves that God has a master plan and we have to work with it (no matter how difficult it is to deal with).  We are blessed with two beautiful children, have a comfortable house, and lot of love to give, so we know life is good!

The current home project includes redoing the kitchen table chairs as I wait for our new table to be built.  Our current chairs are a light wood color, and the table I am having made will have a black base and a warm brown stain on top.  The table will have a matching bench, so we needed four chairs to go with it.  I could not part with the chairs we currently use, for they were given to me by a very dear friend and have traveled with us to all of our homes.  I decided to paint the chairs black and then sand them a bit to give them more of a rustic look.  Thanks to Pinterest I got lots of helpful tips about primers, sanding, brushes (Purdy brushes are the best!), and paint.  I feel I was prepared, but I forgot to check the weather.  The past few weeks we had very mild weather and great temperatures for the season.  When I started the project the temperature was about 53 degrees.  By the next day they were down to the thirties.  Smart Dumb move on my part, since the paint takes forever to dry in cooler temperatures, but I think they will look nice.  This is what our chairs looked like before and how they look with one coat of paint.  I am thinking they will need three coats to get the look I want.

Also, coming up on Sunday is Matthew's fourth birthday.  Where has the time gone?  I still remember spending the first couple days in the hospital with him and then bringing him home to our apartment.  Time has flown by, but I cherish every moment with him.  He is our first born and was the first to steal our hearts.  I love the big boy he has grown to be and am looking forward to celebrating his day as a family.  These are the years that he will remember, so I want to make them the best they can be.