Some people are lucky enough to have ‘play rooms’ in their homes. It’s a great idea in theory. Keep all the toys and games and books in one place! The kids will adore it! They’ll play in there non-stop, then neatly put everything away in its color-coded bin when they’re done!
Reality … not so much. Most of the play rooms I’ve seen are more aptly described as an ankle-deep toy stew of Barbie shoes and broken crayons, where moms are quick to close the door, and kids hardly ever venture in.
But those dreamy play rooms of our dreams really do exist. I have proof. Behold:
Is this real life? Is this just fantasy?
No, it really is real life, and it belongs to Jennifer at Dear Lillie.
A few weeks ago we gazed lustfully at her kitchen and dining room makeover, and I joked about moving in, but now I’m wondering if she would be cool with just adopting me.
I promise I’ll just stay up here playing the tiny pink piano, not bothering a soul. Think about it Jennifer.
3 Comments
Janet
September 21, 2015 at 5:11 PMI’m definitely more familiar with the toy rooms you speak of than this lovely one. Even if the toy room is cleaned up daily, they kids still haul their toys out of it to play near mom anyway. How else can they keep having you admire every block they add their tower?
LeeAnn
September 21, 2015 at 8:49 PMThat’s a dreamy playroom. Pretty in pink!
Elaine
September 22, 2015 at 9:34 PMForget making it a playroom for kids. I would keep it for myself and not tell anyone else I had an upstairs 🙂