I pulled this leaf out of my "collection" of things I was saving for kids someday.
The story of how I came to own this particular leaf is kind of special to me. Right after Trav and I got married, his mom Colleen took me on my very first visit to the magical land of Ikea. She introduced me to the isles and isles of fabulous Swedish craftsmanship, bought me lunch complete with Lingonberry juice, and indulged my-- I'm sure annoying-- squeals as I spied more and more things that delighted me. One of them was this giant leaf canopy. It's meant for a child's bed or some such thing, but the inner child in me (and at 22 I was not far removed from being an actual child) was just tickled by it. It was big, bright and whimsical and something that sparked my imagination. I couldn't really think of a justifiable reason to buy it. And being newlywed didn't exactly have the cash for such a silly purchase. But Colleen, being a dreamer herself, and one who understands the need to have something, just because it speaks to you, bought it for me (along with other more practical items). I remember she said I had to have it because I just kept going back to it...she could tell it spoke to me. And she was right!
I am so glad.
I have planned on putting it up in the corner of an eventual playroom. In fact, I have since purchased two more to join it. It will be the giant tree corner. I can't wait.
Until then I pulled it out for Avery to play with. I forget sometimes that this stuff was for her.
But its a little bit for me too.
PS. Do you think its funny that I have a whole other blog for Avery and yet I still post stuff here about her? Yeah...I like to mix things up...keep you guessing. Also, doesn't her hair look so red in these pictures? I secretly wished for a red-haired child, so there you go. The Secret really works. Shhh don't tell.