Then, just like that, it was done. Jack did some amazing work on the construction. What started out as a one room playhouse ended up being a tiny cabin complete with bunk beds, a reading chair, windows, a heater and a heap of personality. Momma decorated and it's like something straight out of a storybook. We can't get enough of it. I would love to take you on a photographic tour, I tried to capture everything but looking back at the pictures I just feel like they don't do it justice.
This little home is magic. From the second you walk in you feel like you've escaped something and can finally breathe. The beds are outfitted in fine linens and the comfiest quilts. Every nook has a little piece of personality. The windows only reveal the wilderness so you feel even further from reality. A storage ottoman houses crayons, markers, and paper dolls. There is electricity and the light that shines down comes from an antique fixture that seems like it was made just for this spot. The ceiling is tall giving the small house a grand feel. When you leave the magic of "the cabin", as Madison calls it, you are already trying to scheme and plan the next rendezvous.
Thank you to Momma and Jack for blessing our family and all the grandkids with a little place that they can call their own and truly be children.
Won't you come in?
Modern bird nest.
Shed a little light.
View from inside towards the door.
A whole lot of enjoyment is contained in this storage ottoman.
There's not much better than a brand new box of crayons.
It's all in the detail.
Something in every corner.
Magic lies within this door.
I love the bottom bunk.
Madison calls dibs on the top.
It's just calling for me to sit and read an entire book.
Homemade curtains by momma.
We've each started to make beaded garlands to decorate with.
This is momma's, there is no end to her creativity.
I would live right here if I could.