All summer my husband has been the quintessential handyman — ladder leaning against the house, body splayed across the roof, a hammer hanging from his Carhartts, screws sticking out of his mouth. Only this house is 10 square feet and lives in our back yard.
Last year my husband, Stephen, became my father’s apprentice and took up woodworking with unbridled gusto. We are slowly replacing our particle-board furniture with hardwood heirlooms. He has thoroughly impressed every one of our family and friends. I’ve even made him his own hashtag (#hubbycraft, if you’re interested in seeing some of his projects on Instagram).
My parents recently replaced their deck and Stephen diligently ran every discarded board through a planer. Twenty-five-year-old faded, mossy cedar planks turned out to be healthy, sturdy wood perfect for reuse.
In May, Stephen started working on the plans for our son Jack’s playhouse. He used the repurposed deck planks for the frame and the miniature wrap-around porch. He spent every non-working and sleeping moment perfecting the playhouse from the screened vents under the roof to the retractable rope ladder leading up to the loft.
At the end of July we were finally ready for the playhousewarming party. All of Jack’s buddies gathered for food, treasure hunts, pool splashing and a chance to break in the new house.
Stephen estimates he spent about $500 on the house — a worthwhile investment for years of yard fun.
Thanks to the interior design expertise of Fernanda Conrad. She was an immense help in staging the playhouse. Check out some of her regular-sized designs here.











Natasha
What a completely charming house and such an engaging blog post. It sounds like Stephen had a lot of fun making this house and you furnished it to a tee. Did you know that my father been built small buildings in the backyards of both houses we lived in? They were not for us kids however, but for himself, studios where he could get away from the family to practice, compose, meditate or otherwise work on self-improvement. Thanks for sharing. We look forward to finally meeting Jack in Mexico at the end of next year.
Love, Jenny
I remember those buildings in the back yard, Jenny. I knew they were Granddaddy’s private spaces but I didn’t know he built them!