From Box to Car

A few months or so ago Reka started talking about her car.  Her red car.  She wanted one.  She would drive it.  

About a month ago Don and I took Reka on a walk.  About half way through she wanted off the tricycle.  I didn't really know why - was paying more attention to Don.  After we walked around the block Reka wanted to go again so I left the tricycle and Don so she and I could walk around the block again.  She was walking with great purpose.  We walked to the end of the block when I finally got out of her she saw "her car" in a garage and she was going to get it.  She was greatly disappointed when we turned around empty handed.

Thanks to Abby, Rebekah knew what a Birthday was.  She calls it "happy day."  Thanks to me she knew she had one coming.  And so she asked for a car. 

I priced them and decided to try something a little less expensive.  

I looked around for examples and a friend of mine found one to go by.  A friend even found a box for me!  I planned a blueprint in my mind and asked Don to help me cut and tape.

Then I painted it pink.  As my daddy would quote: "not too sour, not too sweet, just too pink."

Then I asked around and found another friend willing to paint it.  Eyes, mouth, wheels and plates.  She added the eyelashes and decals.  I added the foil window.

The steering wheel was tough.  Shreann gave me the idea of how to do it and then mom and I joined efforts getting it on the car.

It turned out better than I had hoped.  Much thanks to all that helped!