My Grandpa Hauser was a talented craftsman, always working on a new project. We always had plenty to talk about when we would get together, sharing ideas and stories. I inherited many of my creative genes from him and some of my quirky habits. After he passed away last year my uncle gave me this very cute little wooden chair that my grandpa had made, thinking I would like it for my kids. It was unfinished wood and the second I saw it I knew what I wanted to do with it. Although we live in suburbia, my kids think they are farmers and love animals, so I made it a farm chair. I don't get to paint as often as I would like, so it took me a few months to paint it but I'm finally finished and my kids just love it. They love that it's their size and they love the pictures on it, it's a hit. I think my grandpa would love that the chair he made has become a treasured piece of furniture here.