making room for twinkie

the quest to grow a family and a house simultaneously

All Warm and Cozy

When Husband and I set out to remodel our one-bedroom house, we knew we were going to do most of the work ourselves. Well, let me re-phrase that: I knew that Husband was going to do most of the work himself since I have very limited manual labor or carpentry skills to contribute.

We always discussed that hiring out contractors for most of the steps along the way was too expensive, but we might run across a few steps that it is more efficient to just hire out the work. One of those steps we figured we would need to hire someone for was connecting our new sewer to the main. With all the new plumbing in and approved by the city, Husband called out a plumbing contractor to do a sewer scope and give us an estimate on connecting to the main.

Thanks to Ozzie’s outdated pipes, most of our pipes were concrete and, we feared, completely rusted out (see The Unexpected Project and our run-in with rusty pipes). However, after the sewer scope, the plumbing guy came back with relatively good news. Continue reading “All Warm and Cozy”



One evening, relaxing in Ozzie’s main living space, Husband barks at me, ‘Shh! Do you hear that sound?’

I listen closely. I wait. And then I hear it. The faintest of sounds, but distinctively present: tiny scratches coming from the back of Ozzie.

Husband sneaks quietly to the back of the house to the door that separates the old Ozzie from the new. He waits. He jerks the door open, scrambles back in fright, and bellows… Continue reading “Rat-a-touille”

Guts and Things

For anyone that has watch a new house go up, you know that once framing is complete, it feels like construction screeches to a halt. In reality, some of the most crucial steps of construction happen immediately following framing. That is when all of the guts of the house get put in.

For Ozzie and our one man construction crew, this meant, on the outside, construction looked like it had come to a complete standstill. However, Husband was hard at work installing plumbing, electrical, and gas while the outside world wondered if we were ever going to work on our house.

Since I did not feel the next several steps were all that glamorous, I failed to take too many pictures of the progress. But, I will try to share with you what I have.

The guts of Ozzie’s new living room

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The Harry Potter Room

There comes a point in every baby’s life where they fly from the nest and venture out into this big, bright world on their own. That point is different for each baby, but is inevitable for all. For us and Twinkie, that point came sooner than we expected.

Twinkie gazing into the bright world beyond

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All in a days work

Sweet relief! After months of a wet and soggy Seattle, the walls were built, and we were finally ready for a roof… just in time for Christmas!

Ozzie ready for a roof and Christmas

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Cranks and Pulleys

With no roof and the second story floor complete, Husband and I were eager to get dried in. While putting the walls up on the first floor addition was fairly simple on his own, Husband was dreaming up a way to frame the second story walls by himself. Just as I have grown to expect from him, he thought of a solution that only he could come up with…

… a cranking mechanism to hoist up the walls. Continue reading “Cranks and Pulleys”

Roofless in Seattle

It’s not supposed to rain, he told me. It will be fine, he told me. It will go pretty quickly, he told me.

That was the last time I believed Husband when he told me how long it would take to complete a project on Ozzie. Never again.

Roofless in Seattle

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To build or not to build

The start of Ozzie’s growth

Take a good, long look at him. This is the last time you will see Ozzie in his original form. He was a nice, quaint house with no bells and whistles. But his look is about to change drastically. It’s time for the second story addition.

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18 months

Twinkie recently hit a milestone in his life: the point at which you can stop telling people his age in months. I realize I might have a differing option from the rest of the world, but after he turned one, I had a hard time telling people his age in months. I soon learned, however, that other mother’s wanted to know his age in months so to compare size and skills to their own children. So every time I was asked that question, I struggled through the mental math required to calculate Twinkie’s age in months.

Twinkie drinking from his sippy cup

Now, after 18 months of life, I can finally tell people he is a year and a half, or two. No more of this ‘he’s 22 months’ business. Continue reading “18 months”

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