Digital photography is an awesome thing, I have gig upon gig of photos stored in hard drives and dead laptops, the not so awesome thing is that I am completely crap at printing off any photos. I printed my first photos this Christmas as a gift to my mother in law, I have no photos of the boys on display around my house, if it wasn’t for the obstacle course of toys that resides in my front room you wouldn’t even know they existed.

On a mission to change that, I picked up some 50c frames from one of the local opshops this morning (I also bought 20 zips at 10c a pop, and some cutlery to make some garden markers!) and set about making them over with some black acrylic paint.

Like so.

Then the unmistakable crash of Declan’s door being slammed shattered the peaceful silence of the napping house. He saw what I was doing and immediately wanted to do the same, of course.

Moments later, there was shouting from Connor’s room, Declan’s dramatic door slam had woken him up, so I picked him up, carried him out into the kitchen, and of course, monkey number two wanted to get stuck into some painting as well.

Thank god for cheap IKEA frames

And so, we have our finished products. I still need to print out a picture of Connor to fill the big frame, but when that’s done they’ll be hung in our kitchen and my home will stop looking like I’m trying to keep my kids a secret.

Declan and Connor’s frames will go up on the wall behind my sewing machine, in amongst my mini-quilts, pretty pictures and random bits of inspiration.