Or weeds, whatever your 17 month old picks out of your yard and hands you.
Like everything else he does, the gesture made my heard explode and I wanted to hang on to them. So I dug around in the basement for a frame I wasn’t using.
I graduated. Go me!
Yank the photo, insert
weeds memories just like Lindsay.
Find a spot to display said memories.
I wandered around for a while when I realized I’ve never shown you guys the half bath. Probably because it isn’t finished yet. But that’s where I sat my
weeds memories so I guess I’ll go ahead and do that now.
It’s behind this barn door.
Cedar wall, old timey light, Hobby Lobby mirror (that isn’t hung yet, but just balancing on the faucet), special order faucet that comes directly out of the wall, $7 Hobby Lobby bucket turned sink, and one really old carpenter’s chest on a set of claw feet.
It’s actually already one of my favorite spaces. It needs trim, and the paint touched up, and a few other details before I can call it finished.
But for now it’s a good home for my weeds.
I mean memories.