Don’t you love reading about Jesus gathering the little ones in His arms? The disciples busy with ministry and filled with self-importance waved away those meddlesome parents who wanted Jesus to bless their children. Jesus was indignant and ordered his men, “permit the children to come…and do not hinder them.” Certainly children were welcome, and we’re given a snapshot of the Savior hugging the little ones.
And He took them in His arms and began blessing them, laying His hands on them.
Mark 10:16 NASB
I love cuddling Fern. She’s growing so quickly and learning new things nearly every day. I haven’t had so much fun since Amanda and Michelle were that size.
I’ve been busy in the shop working on my first project for Fern. Well, actually it is for Fern’s mom and dad. Fern suffers from a severe case of nappus interruptus. She resists naps and once she finally succumbs to slumber often wakes before mom is ready. Too bad someone can’t tell Fern that naps will be a much-in-demand treat in adulthood.
In Fern’s nursery sits this comfortable and stylish Ikea easy chair. In a moment of inspiration, or perhaps desperation, Amanda texted Grandpa’s Helpline, “Hey, Dad! Do you think there is a way to convert this chair into a rocker? Can I buy a set of rockers or can you make a set?”
First let me comment that I love my promotion to “Hey Dad”. That title is more fulfilling than the alias I operated under during my children’s teen years, “But Dad”. What man wants to be called butt dad?
Shawn and I embarked on a search and scribble session to figure out how to make rockers using standard components from the local home center. We designed this really cool and nearly useless template which was helpful for locating the clearance holes for mounting hardware but not so cooperative in creating two smoothly rocking rockers.
I will summarize the carpentry stage of this project by sharing that I learned that the curve of the rocker is an arc, a part of a circle with a very large radius. That piece of information will come in handy when I build a Rocking Bunny.
Sometimes a man has to become one with his work. Even my arms were not long enough to allow me to operate the saw accurately without some shop gymnastics. I have mercifully spared my readers from the rear shots Shawn snapped with glee. This is not intended to be a cheesecake blog!
The legs of Amanda’s chair are spaced as a rectangle. Nice. No weird angles. I determined the threaded inserts which mount the legs to the chair use a standard thread and found suitable bolts to use with the rockers.
With careful drilling I aligned the holes in the rockers to match the pattern of the leg mounting points. Outwardly I acted as though I expected the whole mess to be spot on but inwardly I was high-fiving and strutting in celebration when the four bolts dropped into place. Whew!
Cross members add extra strength to the rocker assembly. Note my use of a tool kit to space the braces while I install them. On the job site, away from the shop with all its lumber scraps, one must improvise.
Everything is tight. I double-checked.
And the new rocker is ready for business.
Does it work? Amanda sent this text a couple of hours later:
“Thanks so much for my new rocking chair! I rocked Fern in it before her nap and she slept for three hours!”
I love it when a plan comes together.
A baby needs a rocking chair with someone’s arms wrapped around her as naptime approaches.