we are helping our son and his girlfriend remodel a 1908 home in Northeast Portland...when I say "we" I mean my husband and the two kids. I usually go up and ooooh and aaaah at all the hard work that's gone into this project.
I love remodeling. Usually when my husband and I plan a project I get to have fun with creating the ideas while he does all the work. I leave in the morning for the gallery and when I arrive home I see things transformed. Lucky me.
Now with this new house project I have been able to watch my youngest son do some transformations with the guidance from my husband. Bringing two individuals together, working on such a massive project has been astonishing.
First I must say that my husband is the linear thinker, sequentially starting at point A and moving in an orderly fashion. My son is the creative one, the child that moved me to tears with joy when he wanted to cover a refrigerator with astro turf. At that point in time I felt like I had succeeded in raising this child. No...he wasn't going to Harvard, but he was a creative thinker...I couldn't have been more proud.
This house started with rough floors, ripped wallpaper, boarded up windows and many other problems. Now the kids have moved in and are creating their own memories. Adam couldn't have done this without Kristin. Everyday I see their creative minds coming up with ideas and I can't wait to see the progress.
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