Living room Redo

I had my sister in law staying with me for a week this past week and I decided to take advantage of the extra set of hands and her personal painting skills. Finally, I was able to start the redo on our living and dining room. Its one giant room off to the left of our house and its basically the first room you see once you walk into the foyer. And boy, was it horrendous. White walls, old looking piano, futon from college, paper blinds, and a decent dining room table but just extremely off coloured. (it was free, I have nothing to complain about :) )
Things are really coming together now! The walls are painted in a soft light grey. Its very light, bright, and airy. We've got one set of curtains up, they're in a dusty purple colour.

Well, the piano got a royal sanding down to the bare bones, and then layered with several lovely coats of a dark granite gray. Can you say gorgeous? Not to mention slightly retro-eclectic. It turned out awesome. Now I have got to get some decor to put on top to spice it up. Also, the bench has yet to be tackled. I am thinking the same gray colour although, I could go for yellow.

The dining room table is also waiting for its redo. I have yet to start it. I am hoping to do the table in a soft yellow, actually called lemon drop, and then I'd like to also paint the chairs yellow, but then hope to cover the chairs only in the same gray as the piano and maybe sand some edges down to pull the yellow through :) We'll have to see how this turns out.

On another note,
ELLEE SCARLETT HAS FIGURED OUT TO MOVE IN A FORWARD DIRECTION!! AKA. CRAWL IN NO UNCERTAIN TERMS.

The child finally has realized she can propel herself forward. Its been a long time coming. She'd be on her belly and she'd push herself backward mostly in frustration. But then one day, she just figured out how to go forward. Its definitely not a crawl, its more of a squirmy belly wiggle. After calling matt to tell him the AWESOME news, his response, "Was it forward?" "Yes! like 5 feet!" "But forwards?" Hahaha.
I understood his disbelief. It made absolute sense to me, after watching our daughter grunt in frustration and cry when a toy was a measly 3 inches out of reach; success. Finally!