Remember this post in which I confessed that I hopped off the Hack-Old-Furniture bandwagon and bought the girls a play kitchen?
Last Thursday I dragged the box to the basement and assembled it. Took me about three hours, and I had a blast. Three hours is peanuts (compared to the at least 10 years if I had attempted to reincarnate a Craigslist TV stand/entertainment center)!
Over the weekend, we gave it to the girls.
But first, we forced them to open small parcels containing new aprons:
Emily has been wearing the same one I sewed her when she was two. And she's now six - it barely covers her bellybutton. So she badly needed a new apron.
And Kate has zero aprons, so I made her one too.
And although Jenna has an appropriate-size apron already, we didn't want to leave her out, so she got one too:
If you're wondering, I used tea towels from IKEA. Came as a set of three, one of which I gave away. I worked with whatever I could of the two remaining towels, scrounging the hanging loops and motifs for trim, applique and pockets. So yes, I did do an IKEA hack after all, even if it wasn't the kitchen itself.
And then we gave the girls their new kitchen, share-sponsored by their grandparents. We let them believe for a while that it came all the way from Singapore before telling them amazon.com sent it.
Very pastel, very pink, very sturdy, very large, very happy. An early Christmas present so they can enjoy it well before the impending barrage of the other non-handmade, some-even-plastic gifts.