"Just pretend we're on Property Brothers. I'm the brothers. You're the homeowner. Trust me; it'll all come together on time and look better than you imagine." -my mother, reassuring pregnant-hormonal-stressing-TV-loving me
|The front door still wasn't finished when this was taken, hence the wood propping it closed|
My mom is a rockstar. She's a designer/decorator/contractor/painter extraordinaire and a DIY expert. Our house, as it turns out, seems to be quite the undertaking. Joel is having a ball demo-ing the bathroom, basement, and ripping out the flooring. I get to spend my time packing the rental house up, planning the decor for our new home, and above al, chillin' with the babe.
|Packing with babies... She's obviously very helpful.|
|You'd think our house was an art gallery given the amount of my wall decor. I'm out of control.|
|Basement demolition. He's such a hottie.|
|The beginning of a long, frustrating process to replace the door. It would have been so much easier had it been done right in the first place. So proud of Joel and Mom for pulling through!|