We’ve sort of fallen into Bastian’s nursery, and unfortunately haven’t yet fallen into a suitable camera, so iPhone Nursery Tour it is!
A big reason why we chose this tiny house is because it has three bedrooms. Three little rooms do come at a cost, however. They steal valuable space from both the living room and the bathroom, which are both awkward and unbelievably petite. But to these former loft livers, rooms with doors that actually close was both an anomaly and a priority when we decided that we would have to leave our ex-abode. And the kitchen hasn’t suffered, it’s open and large, so that’s a definite plus. Forget the ancient electric stove with the janky burners and knobs with no numbers at all. NO NUMBERS AT ALL. Yeah, just forget all that – our landlord has.
Back to the nursery. We knew that Bas would need a room for his changing table and clothes and books and all that, but we share sleep, so no crib necessary. That being said, the nursery is not so much a bedroom, but a playroom, I suppose. Anyhow, it’s turned into so much more, and so very organically. This bright little haven has not only provided a home for some of the stranger, more fanciful brick-a-brack I’ve been entirely unable to part with for far too long, but it has also become a place where whimsy rules all, and Bastian fancies it. This is a hassle-free room where we add as we go, and let me tell you, I know a “Bastian’s room object” the minute I see it. There are no rules here, which is why it has become the most sincere, lively room in the house. And such a perfect reflection of our wacky little boychild, the young Bastian Wilde.