March 4, 2009
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I worked a long day today.
Ordered a pizza to be delivered to my hungry family, from work.
Finally at 8 pm finished up my reports & headed for home.
I saw a 7 car pile up on the highway & thanked my Jesus that I was not involved.
I get home grab a slice of pizza. My sweet daughter brings me a soda & tells me she loves me.
My husband moves the turtle tank for me, as we have repair guy coming out to fix our damaged wooden items from our move out to Seattle.
I make my way upstairs.
Georgia is sitting in the bathroom & I make a comment on her nicely painted toes. She painted them herself. I tell her it’s ok to paint her nails. Off she goes.
I walk into the living room.
The living room is perfectly cleaned
In all I am feeling pretty darn lucky & loved.
My husband is in mid-sentence, when I notice saw dust on the seat of my great-great aunt Evelyn’s rocking chair.
My heart sinks.
I walk to it, across the room.
I see holes.
Many many holes
drilled into the fine dark wood.
As if I just chopped off a finger I wave my hands around saying nothing but “Oh”, “Oh”
My son, decided that the rocker needed holes & he used his Daddy’s drill to do it.
As I cry, I hear him apologizing & crying in his bedroom, he is only 3 yrs old.Everything calms down.
I drink my soda.
My daughter comes out of the bathroom with a problem.
She had an accident with the nail polish.
“Sooo sorry Mommie”
She says.
What can I say at this point?
I turn to Dwayne
I say
Grab the camera…
We put the kids to bed early.
Comments (5)
Oh Monica. I am so sorry to hear about the chair. I know that your chairs mean an awful lot to you. They are practically family members. As I was reading, my stomach started to get ill. I am sure that you have been through the 7 stages of grief by this time. I felt like that when one of the step-children was carrying a small bowl to the kitchen, they dropped it and it broke. I started crying and explaining to all…that my mom bought this set of dishes just for me. She collected almost a complete set from yard sales and the such. She had never done anything like that for me. It was very hard to get over. I had to throw my dish away. But, is there someway that you can fix the chair? I certainly hope so. Even if it doesn’t come out exactly like the others; when Dylan is 30 years old…you will be able to at least talk about it! ?maybe?
All my love. Wish I could give you a hug. Mom
You know how you feel about those dings on Paps kitchen chair? Like your Mother in law said…down the road you will be having a smile at Dylans handi-work. Just get some of that old English dark to polish it, put a little quilt over the back and Thank your Jesus 3 year olds aren’t STRONGER!
I’ll crochet a little blanket…what colors do you want?
Hey Monica, easy fix. Get you some wood putty filler and fill in the holes. Than get you a good wood scratch repair kit that contains various colors to choose from. I’ve had good luck with the wax crayon type kit. You just pick the color closest to the wood where the scratch or hole is and rub the crayon in the direction of the wood grain. In my experience it’s better to err on the light side than to go too dark. Odds are, once you do this and polish the chair, the holes won’t be noticeable unless you are looking for them. Worst case scenario is that you end up either sanding and restaining the entire area where the holes are or take it to a professional for repair. Both of which can be done after attemping the above fix.
Thinking about it further, if the holes are not deep at all then you may not need the wood putty filler. The wax crayons will fill in shallow scratches and holes.
Look on the bright side…now the chair is customized. Nobody else in the whole world has a chair with “Dylan holes” in it. It is one of a kind. Love you guys and miss you all dearly. Wish I could have been there to help you pick up the pieces.