She was all over it in a heartbeat, and with some instruction and overseeing, she conquered almost the whole thing on her own within two days. So much for the mom-daughter time. I only touched up, smoothed things a bit and helped with the top coats. She was determined to redo it, and she did, a bit too quickly for my let's-spend-a-month-doing-this-together heart. I must say, she done me proud. I get a little gushy when I pass her room and see her hard work sitting pretty under her window. Sigh of joy.
My daughter, however, vows she will never paint another piece of furniture ever again. Score for me on the appreciation chart though maybe?
P.s. The phone doesn't work, she is just fascinated with it.