when i say playroom i mean a collection of small vintage spaces where toys, books, knickknacks and kids accumulate. while my boys love legos and playmobil (particularly anything to do with an egypt theme) they do wonder in and settle down with some other classic items. things i have collected for them, along with family members, from around the world. i do love something artistically made, something that even a child can appreciate. the bright colors, the wooden materials,  something educational and something child size.

there is something so touching about walking by the playroom and hearing your children make believe, read aloud to one another, explore their surroundings and story tell. my children are so different from one another. one loves to act and sing songs (loudly), while the other likes logistics, facts and “setting up the scene” to make it as realistic as possible.

then their minds collide. and the playroom becomes alive.

it is magical.

because the other half of the time i walk by, i am breaking up a wrestling match.

what i love…

a set of elephant & camel coin banks made in india i picked up on my last trip.

m. sasek books, so wonderfully illustrated and so many details.. it’s like taking a holiday in a book

vintage iron vehicles i picked up at a flea market

a globe for imaginary world travel and learning

a large puzzle of the map of india that their grandfather hand carried back

a wooden space shuttle that their aunt bought them from the u.k.

paddington bear! he looks like he is soaking in some playroom sunshine

montessori style puzzle about a flower

wooden alphabet cards

a child size guitar gifted by their guitar-playing uncle

their artwork that they hung up just where they wanted

books and more books and an elliebelliekids messenger bag

dk eyewitness books series

storytelling

loud, made up songs

reading

playroom magic