Paint is wonderful...!

My husband is wonderful. If you have read anything I have ever written you probably already know this. I have to say it again though, because...well... it's true.

He has asked me many times to please not buy any more used furniture that needs to be painted. No matter how sincere I am when I say that 'I will paint it myself this time' it never happens that way. My husband has painted tables, chairs, cabinets, shelves... yes, I love him.

This time however, I really did mean it. Especially since the last bedside table he painted ended up smelling up the entire house when he stripped off the old varnish. I have never seen this happen but our house smelled horrible for days, like old - very old - socks. We thought we were going to have to get rid of the table but suddenly it faded. thankfully! (the table is very sweet).

So this time I meant it. I would paint the doll cradle.

I found this *potentially* adorable cradle on ebay for £5. Such a find made my scrounger self seriously happy, but the pale, varnished, woody colour had to go.

I promised to paint it, I intended on painting it myself....

But I didn't of course. My husband spent three tedious evenings sanding and painting several coats; each rung lovingly painted for our precious girls to rock their precious dollies.

And yes, it is beautiful!

I did make the bedding; a little mattress, pillow, quilt and crocheted blanket.

I wrapped it awkwardly in left over wrapping paper Christmas Eve and early the next morning we couldn't have been happier. The girls love it and I love it. It is much better this way. 

Paint is amazing but my husband is an absolute gem!