Yesterday I decided the time was right to paint my front door (here is my post on doing projects with kids around...).
Here's the front door, before. It's fiberglass, I think - nothing special. Very weathered.
Here are my supplies - Rag, drop cloth (in this case I'm using some awesome brown paper left by painters at my house), disposable brush (don't think you will EVER get black out of a regular paintbrush). The color I used is French Bulldog Black - (Martha Stewart color) in Valspar Duramax exterior satin from Lowes. I like using satin rather than high gloss for doors and woodwork because it doesn't show mistakes (aka interruptions by little ones for popsicles or to turn on the sprinklers) as much.
Masking tape and rag - because you WILL hit something you're not supposed to. Here it is, a few popsicles, sharing "interventions," and can't-get-the-swimsuit-on emergencies after:
I tried to get the panoramic view...you can't see the color, but you get the idea. You can see my itty-bitty tree there on the far right, and where Neal-13 is (not very excitedly) helping me dig a hole for another tree (bought with a gift certificate - yea, no budget implications!). It's supposed to be 104 today, so we decided to wait until sundown. Or maybe midnight. That dirt is hard as rock and I don't like to sweat, even if my job is only to supply iced tea to the muscle-y laborer.
Meanwhile, the girls were sunning themselves. Ruthie-4 is obviously not happy about Annie's choice of songs as they share earphones on Allie-14's ipod.And Neal was experimenting with making a motor with batteries and magnets. Electricity, fire, and music. Those are his passions. But he's strong, so he can still help me dig.
I think Allie-14 was un-highlighting her hair (Or was it highlighting? So confusing). No, wait, she waited until 9:30 p.m. to do that. Libby-10 decided to give Cowboy the Schoodle a bath, after which Ruthie-4 said, "He feels like cotton candy!"
What a great day.