My best childhood memories are the ones where my sister and I spend hours in our bedroom, playing with our dolls, our little wooden shop, our barbie mansion, ...
Sometimes (okay most of the times) the room looked more like a huge mess but it was good. Really good.
Those were the times.
We would turn the room into a huge castle with blankets and sheets and it truly felt like our own little paradise. Grown ups were not allowed.
And thats how it should be.
I think your children really need a place of their own where they can just have fun and play with their brother or sister, their friends, ... and have the time of their lives. Kids should be kids. And with that I mean toys, robots, crayons and paper, ...
Now that we are in the stage of discussing the total renovation of our new house, I started dreaming about baby James’ room.
Can’t wait to start with everything!
Love to start browsing the internet and get all the inspiration possible for lovely decor, furniture and all those little amazing details that makes the nursery/bedroom his own little piece of heaven.