This cute little chair from Pier 1 looks very Anthro, n’est-ce pas? But at a mere fraction of an Anthropologie price tag!
I have a thing for bicycles. I absolutely love them. Almost as much as I love Vespas. I think it goes back to when I was a student in Paris. There were so many chic Parisian women riding their bicycles to and fro and I wanted to be just like them. Women in full regalia – skirts, dresses, high heels. Looking absolutely fabulous. You don’t see people like that here.
I loved this photo from The Sartorialist today — he had a whole post devoted to bicycles!
Every now and then I get a wild hair to spray paint my bike some really pretty candy color. Check out these bikes from Electra. Aren’t they gorgeous? And the Alexander Girard designs?!?!? ACK!
I love Vespas, too — I have this dream that someday I’ll have some fun little number that I can jet around in. With matching helmet, bien sur.
Sunday mornings are very busy around our house. We are generally scurrying to get ready for church on time, and make sure we have all the appropriate accoutrements for Jude’s tenure in the nursery. Or, heaven forbid we should have to remember something else to bring. Like food for the Sunday school class. Or, I don’t know, my Bible? I’m just grateful I get out the door with my hair somewhat styled.
This past Sunday morning, all three of us were in our somewhat smallish (yet mercifully larger than our old house’s) master bathroom. We only had 2 towels between the three of us — Jude had peed all over the floor and I had to grab the 3rd towel — that I typically use to dry my hair with — to dry it up. I took my shower first while Jude skipped in and out of the bathroom, intermittently flushing the toilet, which is his most favorite activity. It’s like he intrinsically knows that it drives me absolutely insane, and yet I don’t want to squelch his desire to flush. Because let’s face it — nothing’s grosser than a non-flusher, non?
As I step out of the shower, I reach for my one towel, and decide to use it to wrap my wet hair in, leaving me, ahem, in the buff as Simon steps into the shower behind me. He begins to wash his hair, and Jude is squealing. He is reaching to flush the toilet for the billionth time and I tell him no.
As I turn around to assess the hair situation, I lean forward over the sink. And suddenly, I hear a primal scream, and then in the mirror I see the reflection of Jude as he comes racing toward me with two hands —
Yup. My child just totally slapped my rear. With both hands. On both, um, cheeks.
You know, I would have totally kept my cool, except Simon just completely cracked up and then I lost it too. We laughed until we cried.
And then I ran to put on my underwear.
I am totally in love with play kitchens. I had a plastic FisherPrice(?) plastic kitchen as a kid, and I remember loving it. I loved feeling so grown up, pretend baking things and doing dishes. Ohhhh, if things were only still so fun now that it is for real!
Every time I take Jude to the mall, we go to Pottery Barn Kids and I let him play with their toys. He loves their little play kitchens, including the frontload washer and dryer. I don’t really feel like play kitchens are a girl-only toy. There’s no reason why boys can’t play with kitchen stuff — they eat too, right?
While I love the cuteness at Pottery Barn Kids, I don’t like how expensive they are. And they tend to go pretty quickly on Craigslist. Today, I took J to the Just Between Friends sale here in OKC (a FANTASTIC kids’ consignment sale — definitely go if it’s in your area!). It was nuts — it took 30 minutes just to get in the door and then once Jude laid eyes on the bicycles, it was all over. He is obsessed with bikes these days, because his daddy is big into cycling. In fact, last week I let J take Simon’s bicycle helmet with us to run errands. At the first stop, I didn’t let him wear the helmet in — big mistake. So at our second stop, I went ahead and let him wear it inside — you wouldn’t believe the pitying looks I got from the sales ladies. Like, oh, poor little child, he has to wear a helmet! I even heard myself say, “Now, you have to keep your helmet on, Jude – don’t take it off.” I was worried he was going to take it off and leave it somewhere, but when I heard myself say that out loud…. ::shaking my head::
Ok, well, I got off track. Back to play kitchens. He was obsessing over the bicycle section at JBF, but I had my eye on the play kitchens area, and I found this little gem for $35. Please ignore the poor quality photo – I shot it with my iPhone, and for some reason it looks like it’s leaning, which it totally is NOT in real life. It’s perfectly straight.
I just love it! I love that it’s not all-plastic and that it also has some kind of funky European flair to it. It’s too cute! Here’s a top view:Maybe Jude will get some cute felt food for his birthday! He would love it!
I plan on sticking it upstairs in his room, in the playroom area. I’d like to hang up some floating shelves above it to mimic kitchen shelving. Maybe also I might paint the faucet silver too…. hmmm, think of the endless possibilities! Do you have any other ideas for what I could do to make my kitchen cute?
Over at Ohdeedoh, they feature play kitchens a lot that people have DIY’d or hacked. I really like this one, below — obviously a little too girly for our needs, but cute nonetheless:
It’s all about the cute felt food. Totally. I’m lovin’ it. Check out these darling offerings from Haba, at Moolka.com, a great resource for European kids’ toys that are too cute.
Look how cute this little microwave is! I love that it’s all wood, too. And this toaster?! With wood “toast”!?! AHHH!!
So. Send your DIY ideas my way, if you’ve got ‘em! I want to make our little setup as cute as can be.