I have children.
It's often a surprise to me, so it helps to write it down in order to remind myself (when they're not yelling/singing/talking in front of me).
Since I have children, it more or less categorizes me as an adult. Hmph.
In this line of logic, I have children and adults living under one roof.
I'm in the process of trying to meld our groups' "styles", i.e.,* I'm making their crap match mine.
My great aunt (both "great" and "great", if you know what I mean) bought V this cute kid's table back in the day.
It's well-loved by the girls, but the problem is it is well-loved by the girlS. It is now a kids' table and very much a girls' table (sooooo many tea parties) and while I have nothing against the alphabet (in fact, I rather love the alphabet and use it, like, at least 2 times a day...), it wanted to girl it up aaaaaand blend it in with our grown-up stuff now that it's a permanent fixture in our living area.
Ingredients:
- one toddler table and chairs set
- staple gun
- screwdriver
1. Take a toddler table, like this one, and flip it over.
2. Unscrew all the screws on the underside of the table.
2.5. Ever try to fit a screwdriver to a screw while taking a picture? I didn't think so.
3. Cut your oilcloth about 2" (that's inches, people) wider than the table. It reeeeeeally helps if your oilcloth is named something awesome like "Charisma Midnight", like mine was.
4. Get out your new best friend, Staple Gun, and go to town (i.e., by stapling the fabric to the table).
5. Repeat the process in steps 1-4 for the chairs.
6. Marvel at your "fancy new table" (V's words).
Marvel, indeed, at how the pattern on the chairs is nearly identical.
My work here is done.
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