When we first saw the bungalow we were super psyched with the layout of the first floor. For a house with 1100 square feet, it is really well planned. And then we went upstairs.
We did what we could.
The headboard is an antique quilt rack and the tapestry is a piece that my friends Neil and Faf gave me for my birthday. Both items had kicked around the house aimlessly for a year or so until I realized that they belonged together (and that we were never going to spring for a headboard).
The painting was done by Zane's friend in 8th grade. He brought it by after school one day and at first I fell in love with the color palette but then I quickly become enamored with the subject matter; soldiers fighting large robots? Sold! Matthew thought I was a little crazy for buying an 8th graders art, but honestly, it's one of my favorite things we own.
I have taken advantage of the opportunities the headboard gives us much more than Matthew, who is decoratively apathetic. I've hung a few of my most meaningful doo-dads, including an old flashcard my friend Marti sent me all the way from the fancy city of San Francisco. The lamps I got for $20 in an antique store in Northampton and I adore them every day. The stools are road side finds.
You'll remember the doll head that Léa gave me. I think she looks so sweet on my lamp. And the little piece of paper is something that Matthew made for me on Mother's Day, our first together, way back in 1873.