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The bed makeover

  Since my little Zoey will soon be getting booted out of the crib, we decided it was time to get a "big girl" bed. Given that a new bed would have cost us around three or four hundred bucks, I decided to give the KSL classifieds a try, and after a couple days of searching, I came across this little gem.

 
  It came with the headboard, footboard and rails and for the bargain price of $50! I liked the basic shape and look of it but it needed a paint job and those prison bars had to go.
  It sat in my living room for about a month until last weekend when Russ and I decided it was time to get motivated and get this project done. I removed the bars and Russ gave it a good sanding. I searched for a while to find some sort of decorative spindle to replace the bars but with little success. Finally I found some tiny candlesticks at Hobby Lobby, glued the ends together and voila... I had spindles, we cut them to size and added some little wood appliques and after a few coats of glossy white spray paint...
 
 
  The finished product! I don't mean to brag or anything, but I think it turned out beautiful. And for Zoey's birthday, my parents and brothers bought her a new mattress to go with it (since I have weird issues with used mattresses).
  My original plan was just to get it in her room so she could get used to it and slowly transition her into sleeping in it but last night I gave her the choice between her crib and her new bed, and she enthusiastically chose the big girl bed. I was skeptical about it's success but she only got out once then slept the whole night. I won't be holding my breath but I'd say we're off to a good start.
 
  Oh, and it just occurred to me that I never did blog about her birthday... BAD MOM!
  It was good, we had a little family party with fancy cupcakes and lots of girly presents. She seemed to enjoy the event.
  I sure love that little girl and I'll never figure out how someone so small can be such a little devil, yet so delightful all at the same time!
 



 

 
 
 
 
 

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