Just in time for the dog days of summer, I finished the window treatments I set out to have finished before the summer solstice. As my dad would say: that’s life in the big…
I’m using the term make very loosely here. This is a hardware store canvas apron of the $2.99 variety that my sister Devan gave to Faye years ago, knowing that in a child’s hands…
The reading light that hung above my bed as a kid never sat quite flush against the wall (or not for long anyway). It rocked when I turned it on and off and it…
Tip # 186: Don’t knock it ’til you’ve stacked it. We live in New York City. And while the crumbling brownstone we call home is far from the most extreme example in this city…
I’ll write more about the latest iteration of the kid’s room once we’ve had a chance to settle into it a bit and finish a few projects, but I couldn’t wait to share the…
1. this breakfast table, our own stuff. {it’s so good to be home. as an aside: the rate at which my children can consume stone fruit is truly astounding.} 2. this trio. {all lined…
Tip #185: Tackle To-Do Lists. The past forty-eight hours have been a flurry of kid-free activity in this tiny apartment. We’ve scrubbed and scoured, dismantled and reassembled, primed and painted, sorted out old and…
Per yesterday’s post regarding sleeping arrangements, here’s a small round up of bunk beds that I’ve been admiring. As I’ve begun to wrap my mind around welcoming a sky-high bed into our small apartment,…