We've been lucky enough to see my family several times this year, so this recent trip to Oklahoma was all about seeing my girlfriends. Pigtail and I had the best playdates in my home state. Poor baby girl has never seen quite so much action!
The ages of my friends children run the gamut from still-in-the-belly to school-age, but I was inspired by the way they've decorated their nurseries and playrooms. Two things in particular I just couldn't get enough of: Carrie's nursery and Amy's backyard.
My college friend Carrie will be having her first baby at any moment (no, really) and yet she still hosted us at her darling home in Oklahoma City on Thursday. I fell in love with this handmade felt mobile in her nursery. Her talented sister-in-law Nora created this as a gift.
Don't you just love it? Nora could make a killing selling these on Etsy, I bet. I want one for our playroom! Beautiful.
I wish I had taken more pictures of Carrie's baby nursery. As you can tell by the walls, it was bold - my favorite kind! Since they're waiting until birth to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl, the decor is gender neutral. She did primary colors with a twist.
There were some great details, including this framed art and funky lampshade. Wanna know what the art is? Oh, just some high school project of Carrie's that she "found" under her mom's bed.
Uhhhh, if we framed my high school art, it would never be featured on anybody's anything. I'll just say that.
(pssst...Carrie's husband and baby daddy is the creator of Spaghetti Eddie. He is P.O.P.U.L.A.R with kiddos.)
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Decidedly less urban is my high school friend Amy who lives in what I legitimately call "the boonies." Like, Turn Right At The Shack And Veer Left At The Hay Bales kind of boonies.
When I gazed out into her vast backyard, I saw a swingset and a playhouse, trikes and a sand pile, and....an old boat. This in itself isn't that unusual actually, except that the boat is beached right there in the play area. On purpose. It's part of the play area.
I love this. I want this for Pigtail. But then I remembered that I live in L.A, so that's a no-go. Even at the lake, the only boats we play in belong to The Gorilla. So I guess we'll have to resort to visiting Amy to play in a sandbox boat.
That's okay, because there's another draw to Amy's backyard.
Have you ever seen such a gorgeous playhouse? Amy's husband is a builder, so she's got an advantage there.
Still, this is heaven for a kid. It reminds me of the time in the forth grade when the neighborhood kids and I tried to use my garage loft as a fort. For some reason, we thought it mandatory that as fort-dwellers we had to pee in an old cooking pot. And then I left the pot up there for...forever.
I'm sure nothing like that happens in Amy's playhouse.
Surely.
