As Zoe grows, her presence (in what USE to be ‘Ezra’s room’) is becoming more and more apparent. I find it daunting to try to weed out the toys they may no longer play with — while more and more things come in during birthdays and holidays. What I love though is how well they somehow co-exist. Boy stuff co-mingling with girl stuff, and the two room inhabitants not quite noticing gender enough to care … yet.
fire truck ladders make their way into the dollhouse
their masterpiece hangs on the wall
a beach tent acts as their getaway or reading nook, or club headquarters
I wish I had a room the cozy, inviting and fun.