We used to have a playroom.
The problem with playrooms is that sadly, they are always usually outgrown.
I packed up the dollhouse, the trucks, puzzles, and trains. The Fisher Price Noah's Ark and Peek A Block Giraffe will just have to wait their turn to be played with again. There will be more fat fingered babies in my house one of these days...and trust it, when that time comes, we will be here for it...with bells on.
Until then...
I have these sweet teenager-ish kids who love all things cozy and as far as they are concerned, there's not much cozier than Gryffindor's Common Room at Hogwarts.
So, I set about recreating the look and feel of their favorite room.
Shout out to Hobby Lobby (holla), Home Goods, Etsy (people there make "flying" keys and I got an actual six page Daily Prophet newspaper from someone in Turkey what?!), The Crazy Book Lady (in Acworth....check her out if you need used books), the cooperation and funding from BWall, a perfect hand-me-down lamp from Mom, my Dad's patience (that would rival Job) he drilled four holes in the wrong spot because I told him to drill them in the wrong spot, re-drilled them in the right spot and patched and painted the afore mentioned wrong holes that were entirely my fault. Did he complain or roll his eyes? Nope...just smiled and whistled, and lastly, shout out to summertime, that gave me the time in the first place (RIP).
Is it just me or did that sound like an Academy Award acceptance speech?
