Someone, age five, is finally getting his bedroom fixed up just a bit.
His sisters have had some nicely decorated rooms in previous homes, but this is his first nice big boy bedroom.
He’s quite fond of telling everyone the color of the paint on his walls (even if he’s only just met you three seconds ago) :: Dill Pickle. A pretty good name for a color.
Years ago, right after he was born, I found a set of nicely framed travel prints on sale that I tucked away until it would be time for his own bedroom. I dug them out of a box one month ago and finally got them up on his wall.
When I was growing up my mom always had our rooms—OK the entire house—decorated so nicely, and I remember how much I liked to sit with her and pick out new curtains and bed spreads and other things.
I’m hoping to make some of those memories with my kids too.
I made the bunting out of paper airplanes I folded using scrapbook paper and old maps I bought in a batch on eBay.
It really didn’t take that long to fold, although I did get distracted by some writing I found on the vintage maps; I began to daydream about who the writer was and why they were traveling to Florida. In my head they looked achingly similar to my grandparents, who have been gone for a few years now. The maps had a slight musty smell which only added to the nostalgia my imaginings brought on.
They’re attached to the wall with picture hanging nails and some DMC thread. I stapled the base of the plane closed to keep it on the string.
It was a quick project, and someone was very excited about the new addition to his room. There were signs of happiness everywhere I looked, literally.
And happiness, I’m happy to report, is something we always welcome around these parts.
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