A couple weekends ago my parents came down to "visit". I had devised a plan to have them come down and help me paint the bedrooms in our house. Eric hates to paint, so I wanted to do it as a surprise for him while he was away at a marching contest. The plan was to get all three rooms done, but alas, we only had time for 1 1/2. Then this past weekend, Eric's folks came to visit and he and his dad spent the better part of this past Saturday finishing the second room my parents and I had started and then they painted Regan's room.
Since my sisters keep bugging me to post pictures of the new rooms, here they are. Although I realize the majority of you could really care less! :)
Here is sweet baby Regan showing off her new pink room. This color has a story to go along with it and I'm going to tell you because even though the majority of you could care less, you're obviously still reading.
In March before Regan was born, my parents came down and Dad and Eric spent the whole weekend painting the nursery. I had two colors picked out, and while I liked the end result, it was nothing like I had planned. I wanted a sage green and a cream color, but instead it turned out almost mint green and tan. We were still okay with the colors though, because our little boy would have lots of blue to match the colors and everything would work out okay.
Enter Regan. A girl.
So in June, I spent quite a few days picking out paint samples and finding the perfect pink color to match her bed set. And I've been waiting for 4 months now to paint her room. So this weekend, my precious husband (who is going to shoot me when he finds out I called him precious) and his dad painted it the perfect pink.
Which turned out looking like somebody had spilled a bottle of Pepto Bismol all over the walls. Seriously, it was awful. I cried. A lot. But we had no more money to get a different color, and as I belive I've already mentioned, my husband hates to paint, so getting him to do the nursery for a third time is out of the question!
So for the time being, we're adjusting to the paint, which actually does look better with the blinds back on the windows. Fear not, though, because we e-mailed our story to Rachael Ray (her website was asking for home remodeling disasters) and we're hoping and praying that she will respond before Regan's Pepto Bismol room gives us even more heartburn and indegestion than we already have!
And here is the guest room which used to be white with maroon trim. I kid you not. Jeremy was a huge fan of whichever Texas team has black and maroon as their colors (A&M?), and his mom allowed him to pain the trim maroon and then he had black curtains. Which apparently was a compromise because he wanted maroon walls and black trim. Of all the rooms, I think this one turned out to be my favorite.
And this is our room. Yes, we rearranged. Notice how we still have nothing on the walls. Seriously, though, it tooks us a year and a half just to paint the rooms, how quick do you expect us to move!?!
Then end. No it's not. I found a picture of the nursery after the guys painted it in March, so now you know what it looked like before!
Ladies and Gentleman, an incredibly exciting new experience in the Rath household has taken place. Introducing.... a baby who sleeps through the night!!! Yes, that's right. Regan has finally started to sleep through the night. Sure, we've had our glitches a couple of times, but we just let her cry it out and she's usually asleep again within a few minutes. She's even started to not cry when we lay her down for her nap. She had just woken up from her nap when I took this picture. She was having a spit-upish day, so I finally gave up on changing her clothes and just let her be naked with a diaper and socks on.
This was week 1 of Eric's two straight weeks of gigs. In order to feel somewhat close to him, I took Regan to the dress rehearsal of The Nutcracker on Thursday night. It was really good, despite our daughter making spitting sounds for the last half of it. I wanted a picture of her with a ballerina, and this was the only non-anorexic looking one I could find. I'm not even kidding. Sorry it's blurry, but I accidentally had the camera on the wrong setting. Grr.
Every day when Eric comes home from work, he takes Regan back to our bedroom with him while he changes clothes and that's his time to talk to her and mess around with her. I was lucky enough yesterday to take this picture and I think it is so precious! Regan likes it when we give her eskimo kisses, so that's what Eric was doing. She's so cute because she gets real still and has the sweetest look on her face. My heart gets all bubbly looking at the love on each of their faces.
Regan is about thisclose to crawling. She does what we call her sea lion crawl because she flops her legs behind her and pulls herself along with her hands. She's really starting to get where she wants to go, too. Yesterday when I was getting ready I put her in the middle of the living room with some toys and I heard her fussing and when I went in to check on her, she had gotten all the way to the hallway!
This is Regan checking Tooter out this morning. We're dog-sitting for the day while Granny and Papa went to Childress. Regan thinks Tooter is pretty interesting. She even let the dog lick her in the face! She loves to watch her tail wag but isn't too interested in touching her... yet.
