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There is a photo of me from when I was small, standing in front of a closet door posing in a long cuddly nightgown. The funny part about the picture is that you can see I’m not even tall enough to hit my head on the doorknob. It’s just amazing to me that I was ever that small.
My parents kept a little tally of my and my brother’s heights on the wall in our basement. We would stand straight, back flush against the wall, trying to make ourselves as tall as we could manage, as my dad made the little pencil mark above our heads, adding our names and the date. My brother, three years younger than me, was always inches shorter, until one year, when he was about 11, he shot right past me and never looked back. When my parents moved from the house I grew up in about 9 years ago, our little measuring keepsake was left behind. I’m sure the new owners have long since painted over it, since I’m guessing they don’t really care how tall “Kelly” was in 1986.
Now that I have a baby girl growing taller and taller every day, I wanted a place to record all of her precious inches and feet. Having left behind my own measuring keepsake, I wanted Annabelle’s to be portable and not simply on a stationary wall in our house.
First I thought I would buy one, but after searching in stores and online, I couldn’t find one that I loved. So, I decided to make one for her.
This is a little sketch of my plan, which was to draw measurements on a board and then paint on some flowers and a large letter A. As always my crafting is very loosey-goosey. I have a general idea and then, for better or for worse, I just dive in…
First, I went to Home Depot and bought a piece of wooden molding. Then Mike and I cut the molding down to 6 feet. My plan was to hang the piece one foot off the ground, and start the measuring at 12 inches.
Next I drilled a hole in the top of the molding, that I could later fit a nail through to hang the piece. (I wanted to drill the hole first because my biggest fear was that I would spend all this time painting and decorating the piece, only to have it split right now the middle when I tried to hang it up.) Then, I sanded the drill hole and the end of the molding where it had been cut. The below picture shows the lovely floor in our garage, where I did some night painting once The Belle was asleep…
Then I painted the wood white. It took three coats to really cover it.
When I went to Michael’s to buy the paint to decorate the board, I found this little wooden “A” for $1.99 that I thought would be perfect for the “A” I was envisioning at the top. When I was painting the board, I also painted the “A” blue.
After letting the board dry, I used a tape measure to carefully measure out all the inches and feet on the board, which I drew on using a thin-point black sharpie. (I taped the tape measure to the board using painter’s tape so it wouldn’t move while I was drawing.) As you can see I started the measurements at 1 foot and put in etch marks for every half an inch.
Once I was done, I realized that I wanted the numbers to be a bit bigger, so I traced over each using a regular point black sharpie. Then using my notes I put in all of Annabelle’s measurements starting with the day she was born.
Then it was time for the fun part…decorating it. Using two different color blues, I painted some flowers on the board, followed by some swirly green vines and leaves.
Once all was dry I went back and added a little more detail to each flower.
Lastly, I put the “A” on using glue dots (I knew glue dots would be enough since the “A” was super light).
The room that Annabelle is in right now has a chair rail, so I knew I wouldn’t be able to hang it in there. So we put it in one of the guest rooms. If we have another little one, Annabelle will move to this room and the new baby will go in the nursery. We’re kind of envisioning her in this room one day, so we thought it was the best place to hang it. When we redo this room for her (somewhere down the line) I plan to redo it in shades of blue and white, hence the colors I chose for the keepsake.
When we showed it to Annabelle, she was so excited. We taught her how to stand with her back up against it so we could measure her. Now whenever we go into the room where it’s hanging, she immediately backs up and stands straight, ready to be measured. It’s pretty adorable.
It’s already amazing to see just how small she was when she was first born, versus now. I can only imagine how incredible it’s going to be as the marks continue to climb higher and higher with every precious inch she grows.
How do you record your child’s sweet inches and feet?