My wife and I feel so blessed to have a daughter who is healthy and happy. We find as much joy and laughter out on the road taking our daughter to explore new places as we do at home in her room watching her learn…umm some from us and other lessons from her surroundings.
Part of what makes her surroundings so rich, not in dollar, but in depth is what we’ve filled her room and our home with. Personal treasures handed down through family from parents to us, and us to our daughter. And what’s more, in the 17 some months since she was born, the prize personal pieces with which her grandparents have made for her.
She sleeps in a poplar and maple wood bed, handmade by her grandpa (my dad), accompanied by a wall mounted frame and headboard of restored pine boards which were recovered from my late grandmother’s home and once part of an early 20th Century rail yard. (Hint: future article on my dad)
And just this week, the newest arrival from the hands of her grandma Alba (my wife’s mother), two pairs of rag dolls inspired by designer Jess Brown. My mother-in-law, Alba, started with three Japanese kimono mannequin for dolls my wife found at the Rose Bowl flea market some years back, and then in an afternoon converted the headless cotton-canvas straw filled miniature bodies which undeniably looked like teeth, into these delightful pieces of craftsmanship that you see here. Brought to life with imagination, my mother-in-law stitched together a full set of appendages and clothed the dolls in my daughter’s outgrown clothes, picked and paired together by my wife.
Watching our daughter pay such focused attention to detail in these pieces are some of life’s often overlooked rewards.
One dreams that imagination and a passion for making will continue to pass down from generation to generation.