DIY stuffed animal zoo

“You spent HOW MUCH on bungee cording!” There was a sentence I never imagined saying.

It all started when I saw photos of stuffed animal ‘zoos’ on Pinterest. The idea was to make a wooden cage for the zillions of stupid stuffed animals your children won’t let you throw out (but never play with, of course). You use bungee cords to make the ‘bars’ of the cage so it’s easy to cram more of those fuzzy, falling-apart dust-collectors in there.

I was planning to build two of them myself — one for each of our children’s rooms — but my handy husband was intrigued by the idea and decided he’d do it. I told him to go for it, and patiently answered texts while he sent me pictures of different bungee cord colours from the hardware store.

After I picked the pretty yellow bungee and he brought it home, I discovered he’d actually just bought a lot of non-stretchy rope. He went back and returned later with actual bungee cording, but it wasn’t nearly as pretty.

Please excuse the lack of ‘progress’ photos this week, dear readers, as my husband built the cage without me realizing he was out in his Woodshop of Solitude in the backyard.

DIY Stuffed Animal Zoo {Heather's Handmade Life}
DIY Stuffed Animal Zoo {Heather’s Handmade Life}

He is not a man of many words, but he says he cut two squares of plywood, built a small lip around each, and connected them with four wooden legs. I suspect the most fun part was drilling so many holes for stringing the bungee cording.

He held it up proudly and I admired his nice work. But then I realized … wait a second …

“Did you use ALL of the bungee cord on this one cage?”

He nodded sheepishly. Forty-four dollars! On bungee cording! For one cage! Well, that settled it — both kids would be sharing the one “zoo,” ’cause we weren’t spending another $44 on bungee cording.

I sanded and painted the zoo the next day, and bit my tongue when I realized I had to stretch each “bar” away from the wood in order to paint around the knots. If you tackle this project yourself, make sure to paint the wood before your husband ties a million ropes into a million knots. Seriously.

It just took one coat of paint, luckily (Fusion Mineral Paint in “Fort York Red”) and then I roughed up the edges with a bit of sandpaper to distress it. I almost stopped there, but then decided to run out to buy white wooden letters that spell “OUR ZOO” and tacked them on with finishing nails.

DIY Stuffed Animal Zoo {Heather's Handmade Life}
DIY Stuffed Animal Zoo {Heather’s Handmade Life}

Then it was time to bring in the free labour (i.e. kids) to load it up with stuffies. SO. MANY. STUFFIES. It fit EVERY stuffed animal we have and there’s still plenty of room. When the kids want to play with one, they just stretch the bars apart and release their little buddy.

I’m still not a fan of stuffed animals — give me a Barbie or LEGO set any day. But this project did get the stuffies off the floor (and out of the beds, where they were crushed and sat on and rarely hugged). Plus, they do look much cuter in there than they did anywhere else.

My son got the idea to replace his nightstand with the zoo, which was totally brilliant. (And it means I get to repurpose the nightstand for another room, hmmmm.)

So if you have to have stuffed animals lying around, this is certainly the nicest way to keep them. And by “nicest,” of course, I mean “least ugly” and “most space-saving.”

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UPDATED TO ADD: Here’s how we redid it, years later, for our daughter’s bedroom …

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DIY-stuffed-animal-zoo

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DIY Stuffed Animal Zoo {Heather's Handmade Life}
DIY Stuffed Animal Zoo {Heather’s Handmade Life}

How we (finally) organized our entry closet

One of the most action-packed spots in our house is definitely our front hall closet. Longtime readers will remember it started off as a hot mess and I failed at the first decoration attempt
I had the right *intention* I think, but I went really overboard with colour and the organization just didn’t last … 
Yes, that is a POTTY you see on top of the shelving system. I don’t know why.

Last summer I shared Phase II, a.k.a. Thank God It’s Not Green Anymore.

I won the battle to remove the hanging rod and instead put in tons of glorious hooks — as well as storage bins that I used for the kids’ shoes, hats and mittens.

(We live in Canada, remember — that stuff’s kind of essential from September through April.)

It’s been working out SO. WELL. for a year and a half now, and the function is certainly the best part.

But …

… it’s not perfect yet.

We’re still dealing with one big issue, so Wayfair asked me to share a bit about our entry/mudroom system and which items I still have on my wish list.

Adult shoe storage is really the last remaining problem in here. The kids keep their shoes in the baskets that are screwed into the wall and it’s a great system — especially considering those bins are actually some type of dishpan!

But Darling Husband and I don’t always stick our shoes in the baskets on the shelves, like we’re supposed to. (Mostly him, naturally.) They end up messy-ing up the floor between the kids’ two bins and it DRIVES ME CRAZY (not like the Melissa Joan Hart movie, although that was pretty awful, too).

I’m going back and forth on whether or not I want to install a bin for our shoes or if that might be really ugly. Or do we just need better baskets? The baskets we’re using are kind of a mish-mash from all over the house, and it bugs me.

I’d love to upgrade to a nice matching set like these ones …


Theroux Tall Water Hyacinth Wicker Basket with Handles by August Grove

Natural Style Square Basket by Colonial Mills

I wonder, too, if we put in a small storage ottoman, that we’d be better about putting our shoes in their proper place? I love this one — it’s our main level’s signature colour! — and it would be perfect for holding a couple of pairs of shoes each.

Plus, the kids could sit on it to tie their shoes velcro their shoes.

Clare Tokatli Upholstered Storage Ottoman by Latitude Run

Or maybe we just need to add a pretty boot tray? Everything looks better on a tray. (Even my husband’s stinky steel-toe boots and lawn-mowing sneakers.)

Stars Boot Tray by Darby Home Co

Even with the current Shoe War happening, our converted mudroom closet is a million times more functional — and better looking — than it was as an entry closet.

Hooks are far superior to hanging rods (ugh #hangerproblems) and I have no interest in hanging up tiny jackets 15 times a day. The kids have zero excuses for not putting their coats, shoes, hats, mitts, sunglasses, etc. away when they come inside.

Now if only adults were so easy to train … #guiltyascharged

Asking for what you want

Werk It Wednesday is a day late this week, guys. I was crying a lot yesterday and couldn’t really focus, so here we go!

Once again, I came away from a BlogJam conference feeling 1,000X more motivated, excited and determined than I was going in.

You know those events when you can literally FEEL the love and positivity and willingness to help each other? 

(It feels like the first cool dip into a brand-new jar of face cream, I think. Or maybe the feeling of sliding between warm-from-the-dryer sheets on a freshly-made made?)

Last year was fantastic and this year, I actually spoke! And then people said nice things about me, which is kind of the best!

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There were SO many outstanding bloggers talking about how to excel in the field. I learned more about working with brands from Colleen (Curtains are Open), Laura (My Life in the Sun) and Gillian (The Local Traveler). I heard why I needed to tweak my blog layout (did you notice?) from the hilarious and talented Alison (Eraserheader Design). I was wowed by the gorgeous hair (and, you know, inspiring words) of Kayla (Short Presents).

And I got to hang out with Heidi (Itsy Bitsy Haligonians) and Lori (Farm Fresh Style) which is always so much fun!

One of the biggest takeaways of the day was from keynote speaker Erica Ehm from the Yummy Mummy Club.

You want something? 
ASK FOR IT!
Sure, they might say no.
But they also might say yes.
And you’ll never get anywhere without trying.

Inspired by Erica’s “ask for what you want” message — as well as Kayla “feel the fear and do it anyway” — I set some ambitious goals for myself. I even wrote them down in this really cute notebook I’d been hoarding!

I started putting the plan into action this week. Just three days after BlogJam, I secured a couple of really important meetings that I am SUPER PSYCHED about.

I can’t share any details yet, but can I ask a favour? Think about something you really, really want and figure out who you need to ASK to make it happen.

It’s easier than you think.

I’m Canadian and I’m scared

We played Barbies together on Tuesday afternoon. I didn’t tell her about the election specifically. She’s only four and a half and it isn’t even our country, so I wasn’t sure she’d understand.

Instead, I made my Barbie announce she’d been elected president of her school. C was excited and made her Barbie say she was also the president of the school. The other Barbies had also won, she said. They were all presidents. Ken had celebratory cupcakes that said “I love my presidents” waiting for his daughters when they came home from school. Then they all went swimming and C laughed when one of my Barbies fell in wearing her clothes.

I watched her sleep last night. I took her picture in the darkness, knowing the shot wouldn’t turn out very well.

//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js I really and truly thought I would wake up to good news. That Hillary would win, even if it was a much closer race than I ever imagined. I was going to excitedly tell the kids that the U.S. had a new president and her name was Hillary Clinton. Then I was going to show them Barack Obama’s photo and explain that he’d been the president and now it was Hillary’s turn.

I wasn’t going to talk about how Barack was black or Hillary was a woman — I was just going to show them their photos and talk about how exciting it was. The kids don’t know it was a big deal to have a black president and that it would be a huge deal to have a woman as president. That’s how I want them to stay.

Instead, I got them dressed and didn’t say a word about the election. At four and six, they have no idea there was one — let alone that everyone is upset about the results. D might hear something in school. When I was doling out cups of cereal and orange slices at the breakfast program, I heard a few older kids talking about it.

A photo posted by Heather Laura Clarke (@hfxheather) on Nov 9, 2016 at 2:59am PST

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All of the teachers feel the same way as me: shocked and horrified and scared. We are worried for our American friends and for ourselves, too. Are we going to have a zillion new people moving into the country to get away from him? Is the economy going to shit? Will our house values swing wildly in one direction or the other?

Most importantly, is he going to hurt people? Is he going to make rash decisions that change everything? Is he going to egg on hatred and racism and homophobia? Is he going to start wars and build walls and break up families and wreck the world?

C loves when I come up with new scenarios for the Barbies because she usually defaults to “the moms are going out and the babysitters are coming over.”

I wonder if she’s going to remember about the Barbies winning their school election.

I wonder if I’m going to be able to play it with her later without crying.

Should they be watching that?

It was the moment when Penguin bites off that guy’s nose — and blood rushes down his face — that I wondered if maybe Batman Returns was not a suitable film for our children, who are six and four.

OK, that’s not entirely true. I knew it wasn’t the best choice, but only by modern parenting standards. My sister and I grew up watching the original four Batman movies — two Keatons, a Kilmer and a Clooney. We loved them, and I knew my kids would love them, too.

I remembered the nose-biting scene just in time, and told the kids to close their eyes right before it happened. Other than that, it was a very nice movie night. We went on to watch the other two — “We need to watch them in order,” our very orderly six-year-old insisted — over the next two Fridays …

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