In Bailey's room, her furniture was my furniture growing up. The bed, nightstand, dresser, bookcases, desk. One of the bookcases my dad made, another - along with all of the furniture - he stained. The desk actually was not only mine but his when he was a boy. And it was my "crib" as an infant - I was tiny so they took out a drawer and put blankets and me in it.
Taylor has new furniture, all pieces I chose (a huge green dresser accented with flowers I picked up at a thrift shop, I love it, and a cream colored wrought iron bed) except she has a bookcase my dad made too. I keep thinking of the girls painting these bookcases and putting their handprints on them. Ok I will do that.
Anyway, I love having newer and older pieces in my home. I love looking around and remembering who/what/when/where with furniture. Do you have pieces in your home with a memory attached?
This blog post is boring, I know...perhaps it would have been less boring with pictures. That is on my to-do list, to get a phone where I can take pics and download it immediately. Ah the possibilities of posts! Recipes, the kids, projects...
AND...it would accomplish something else off my to-do list...selling items on Craigslist. I still haven't learned how to do that, but I bet it'd be faster and easier with a camera phone. Maybe a Mothers Day gift?!