Rubbermaid bins.

I definitely want to be that crazy mom that saves their child's artwork--every last piece of it. My mom had one of those gigantic Rubbermaid bins filled with our childhood fabulousness. As I got older, I loved looking through it and finding that frame made out of macaroni noodles and the paper Christmas wreath made out of my hand prints. That's the good stuff, people; the small stuff that matters.

So, I have gathered a few of Ethan's magnificent pieces and decided to display them :)  And, yes, I will have a ginormous Rubbermaid bin one day too, in case you were wondering.

Here's what I did:

Gathered the magnificence...

Bought cheap Dollar Store frames...

Prepped them for white paint...

Painted said white paint on to the wood and scuffed 'em up some...

Hung them on the wall in his bedroom...

Fun thing is--I can change them out whenever I want! :)

I do hope he secretly likes the fact that all of his artwork will be stashed away for many many years! His future 27 years old self will enjoy it. I am sure of it!

Here, enjoy this. LOVE this song.

-K