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I almost passed out when I saw these incredible bird houses at Kolkid several weeks ago.

Check out the artist Tamar Mogendorff. They had one of these birdcages hanging at Kolkid as well. Drool worthy!

And this is the little guy that came home with me.

My Room

Tara posted recently about the special little places that she likes to look at in her home. I have little spots that I like throughout the house, and I will post more when those rooms are clean enough to take pictures of later on in the week :) For now, these are a few snaps of my bedroom, the wall with the two pictures on it is going to be getting some wallpaper I think...All three paintings are by this girl.

Decisions, decisions

I broke out my Domino (R.I.P.) magazines this week, and I had the inspired idea of creating an accent wall in my dining room and Rowan's room with wallpaper. James resisted profusely at first, but I have since worn him down and we are at the point where he has embraced (embraced may be a strong word) the idea, but isn't so sure about my initial choices.

The dilemma is that there are a vast array of options, and it's been difficult to narrow it down. My bungalow was built in 1930, and has many of its original features, which was one of the main reasons we feel in love with it. A modern print just won't work with keeping with look of the house. So, while I love some of the modern geometric shapes that are currently out there, it is not happening.

Then I mentioned the dreaded word floral to my husband....I kept trying to tell him it was a more masculine, modern floral :) He's not fully convinced. The buzz words fell on deaf ears.

James is actually the one who suggested the birdcage print for Rowan's room. And it really is the perfect choice. We are just debating which colour scheme to use. The brown (James' vote) or the ivory (my choice).

Here are some of the front runners thus far. Let me know what you think!

Stargirl

A recent twitter post by Sarah Rhoads reminded me of a magical little book that has a great message. Her tweet said "you can either fit in or stand out, never both". A friend from the Netherlands came to visit me last summer, and as a parting gift he gave me a book called Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli. It is a sweet story that celebrates nonconformity, selflessness and honesty. The thought that this book reminded him of me is super flattering, as the message of the book just speaks to me.

The Boy

The Rowan-ator turns two on March 25th. Is it just me or does he seem gigantic for a two year old tot?! He is getting so big, and he is chatting non-stop. It is a good age. He is such a funny little guy and he cracks me up constantly.

Just Breathe

These lyrics are resonating with me these last few weeks. The song is called Just Breathe by Pearl Jam. Interesting story about Eddie Vedder, which I may add is fabulous in concert...My friend's father was the architect of Eddie's house. Apparently, there was a request to have no 90 degree right angles in his place....He is also quite the painter I am told....

Yes I understand that every life must end, aw huh
As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw huh
I’m a lucky man to count on both hands
The ones I love

Some folks just have one
Others they got none, aw huh
Stay with me
Let’s just breathe

Practiced are my sins, Never gonna let me win, aw huh
Under everything, just another human being, aw huh
Yeah, I don’t wanna hurt, there’s so much in this world
To make me bleed

Stay with me
You’re all I see.
Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see
No one knows this more than me

As I come clean.
I wonder everyday as I look upon your face, aw huh,
Everything you gave
And nothing you would take, aw huh
Nothing you would take
Everything you gave

Did I say that I need you?
Oh, Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see
No one know this more than me

As I come clean.
Nothing you would take
everything you gave.
Hold me till I die
Meet you on the other side

Merry Christmas!

Someone hit the toy jackpot this morning....Which made him a very happy boy!

Scored some sa-weet hockey jammies....

Trucks, trucks, trucks galore. Or diggers as he likes to call em....

And this was just the beginning :)