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Where did the week go?

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Goodness, it’s Friday again! I had plans to get a whole bunch of posts prepped and ready over last weekend to publish this week while we were away enjoying our spring break, but with games and church and dyeing Easter eggs and packing, it all came to nothing. And next week we have family coming into town, so we shall see if I can get the projects posted I’ve been working on lately.

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Baby girls has been crawling and getting into everything lately…I had to laugh this morning when she somehow got herself stuck on the corner of the coffee table! I shared it on Instagram (I’m janimouse over there if you want to follow along!) with the #meanmom then got caught up scrolling through all the other mean mom pics. Some are pretty hilarious if you need a laugh!

Enjoy your Easter weekend! We have an egg hunt with cousins tomorrow then church to celebrate our Savior’s resurrection. This is my favorite season.

the board books had babies {IKEA spice racks turned book shelves}

It started out pretty innocently–a baby’s first words book here, a Dora story there. I had to get my four month old baby a board book version of The Very Hungry Caterpillar that was bigger than she was. And she really needed that book on farm animals so she wouldn’t get laughed out of music class during Old McDonald. She’d get a Christmas present from grandparents with a book attached, repeated for every other major holiday throughout the year. Three more girls and about nine hundred (a slight exaggeration) board books later, and I swear they were gettin’ busy in storage in the four year gap between babies Macie and Eleanor.

IKEA spice racks as book shelves at impressions by jani

With all our piles of books, I considered my options on how to store and display them in E’s nursery. As I’ve probably mentioned before, this room is tiny, just over 10×10 feet in size. A traditional book shelf would take up valuable floor space, plus, have you ever seen the way kids put books back on regular book shelves? No. I could just toss them all into a few baskets and call it good but that would be WAY TOO EASY.

IKEA spice racks as book shelves at impressions by jani

The IKEA spice racks (the Bekvam here) were the perfect solution. I’ve seen dozens of versions of this and have no idea what brilliant mind first dreamed this up, but they are so perfect.

IKEA Bekvam spice rack as book shelves at impressions by janiI just need about ten more. See how I still have a bunch in a basket? (additional basket of even MORE board book shoved under the crib not shown)

I really thought I’d do a whole tutorial on how to easily hang them and get them all lined up perfectly and stuff, but, well, the process was pretty frustrating and there may have been a grumpy baby involved and I just.needed.to.be.done. This photo kinda illustrates my issue with installing these bad boys–do you see it?

IMG_6873Yeaaaaaah, that tape line should have been squared off just a leetle bit better so with I used it as a drilling guide for hanging my screws they would actually be, oh, I don’t know, level and plumb. So, don’t be like me.

Instead, here’s the wall before I hung them up.

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Here’s the wall in the middle of the process. Riveting, right?

IMG_6877Let’s just look at one more pretty version to get those winners out of your mind.

Bekvam spice rack from IKEA used a book shelf at impressions by jani

In a perfect world I’d have detailed step by step instructions and genius tips and a fail-proof way to get everything level and square.

But then I’d also get to lose the baby weight (from all five babies, of course) by eating chocolate and chicken wings, and we all know that’s not happening. Instead, follow these instruction–hang your screws level and at the correct distance from each other to get into the hanging holes on the back of the spice racks. The end.

IMG_6896So there you go. My overly-procreative board books on shelves. They’re almost totally level, and I could be super anal about them about make about a gajillion more holes in my wall trying to get them actually level, but I’m pretty happy. They’re up, we can see all the books, and my four year old loves to pick one out for “us” to read to baby Ellie. Level schmevel. In my world, that’s totally winning.

Have you been working on any not-quite-perfect but still perfect projects lately?

soda fix

I’ve been having nearly non-stop headaches lately, a new found side effect of being 20 weeks pregnant with baby girl #4. Turns out, according to my doctor, that pregnant women become sort of borderline anemic as their red blood cell production struggles to catch up with the increased blood flow of pregnancy. Huh, who knew! His advice is to drink a caffeinated beverage and take some Tylenol at the outset of a headache. Doctor approval to get my daily Dr. Pepper fix? Score! So Macie and I, if we’re not already out and about, are typically making a soda run each day. Win-win.

why I am no good with surprises

That face–see him? With those perfect sad puppy eyes begging for a loving home? Yup, he helped me finally figure out why I hate surprises.

See, my poor husband has given up on making grand, romantic gestures because of my intense dislike of surprises. Where most wives would shower their husbands with affection and gratitude when presented with the sweetest surprise ever, I have a tendency to respond by slugging my sweetie repeatedly in the arm, saying “Why didn’t you TELL me???” (and not in a nice way), and generally being put out that everyone (you know, a whole three people) knew something I didn’t know.

Here’s the situation from Tuesday. I heard about this cute dog looking for a good home. He’d wandered to someone’s house and was kindly taken in. The nice woman who found him checked him for a microchip (none), put ads in the paper (no response), and generally took care of him. I agreed to come see the dog (with all three kids in tow, naturally)–he was across town outside a local grocery store. The girls piled in the swagger wagon and we were off. I kind of knew then that we were in for it, so I threw our kennel and a cuddly blanket in the back for him.

So we meet this cute little guy (15 pounds at the vet this morning), the girls instantly loooove him, and I am hesitantly willing to consider taking a dog home. In my mind, I had two options. Yes or no RIGHT NOW. The girls were desperate to take him home, he looked at me with that face, and I said yes.

No “We really like this dog and I’d like to discuss it with my husband.”

No “Can we get your phone number and set up a time to come visit the dog so we can see how he does in an environment he’s comfortable with?”

No “Well, we weren’t really thinking about/looking to get a dog right now, so we’ll need some time to think it over.”

Clearly none of those very rational thoughts even occurred to me. Give me a test that I can study for and I’m your girl–I can ace it with no problem.

Present me with a problem (or surprise me in an overwhelming and wonderful way) that I have to solve instantly and I spaz out completely.

But look at that face! Can you blame me??? So Lucky is settling in nicely. He didn’t think much of his shots this morning (vet figures he’s about a year old, but since we don’t know his history, we were safe and did full vaccinations for him) but he follows us around the house and is soooooo calm. The girls are over the moon.

FYI, I did call and send my hubby a photo of Lucky before we claimed him. He thinks I am slightly crazy and wishes I did a little better with surprises, but he loves the dog.

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