So . . . Our dining table is in the garage getting a face lift. It's the table that my Dad and my Love built together shortly after we wed. It has seen some wear and tear (to the point where there are actual HOLES in the wood), but I can't replace it. It must get fixed. In the mean time, our little people's table will fill it's spot.
While we are in the process of fixing, it's important to clean and paint and decorate.
And I am embroidering some matching towels for the new grayish/blue area.