The photo on the left has a ledge. This room used to be a loft room. Once we knew we were going to need it as a bedroom we enclosed the room. However, continued to use it as a classroom until Bill was ready to transform the room. This ledge is now where her built-in bed is. Which you will see soon!
This photo shows the frame support for the built-in:
The boys helped Bill lay the hardwood. It's funny that it is the first thing to be done and the last. They laid the hardwood months ago, but staining it was the last thing we did. They did an awesome job.
We also added a type of trim to this wall. I don't know what you would call this, that tells you how much of a designer I am. But, I like it:
Well, I think that is enough of the before/during photos, let's get to the fun stuff!
Taaa Daaaa!
I LOVE THIS ROOM!
The Chinese Characters say: Hope Family Dream Miracle Inspire Peace
Nina's closet is oh so tiny. The little drape in the center is another 'closet'. The China doll that I didn't really get a good shot of, our Mandarin teacher gave us. He and his wife were so kind. I consider it a great honor that they were a part of all of this.
I tell my kids they cannot put stickers on the wall, and what I do, put stickers on the wall. Yet it is a perfect whimsical touch. I got these at IKEA when we were in Chicago. But, accidently left them there. Fortunately this must be a common practice because I called the store and they have a 'left behind' list. My stickers made the list, so on the way home to KC we stopped by IKEA and grabbed them. And I am OH SO GLAD I DID! Fun! Fun! Fun! And I love the ladder there, as if she is climbing a tree to bed.
Can you tell how much I love this fabric? It is the perfect tie in to all the colors, including the Red Thread print on her wall. I just went a little nuts using it I guess. But, I was thrilled when I found it.
The Red Thread print was actually the very first thing I bought for Nina-Li's room. The poem, which I will put at the end, is so fitting. I tried to find fabrics that went with the print and couldn't. I just prayed that somehow I would be able to tie it all in together, and with my favorite fabric, I think it works.
Thank you for humoring me in this post. I will finish with the poem:
Red Thread by Mark Searles
When a child is born, invisible red threads extend from the child's spirit and connect to all significant people who will be part of the child's life. A the child grows, the threads shorten, drawing closer those people who are destined to be together.
