A sweet little home full of bright white and splashes of color...


My baby girl, Lily, went to the vet this past weekend for two vaccines and a blood test. They brought her back out from getting her blood drawn with a tiny little bandage on her arm (the needle moved thus causing some bleeding). She is fine, I don't even think it hurt her (because, as the nurse told me, Lily gave ample kisses after it was done) but that little bandage was the cutest thing I have ever seen. I kept it on her most of the day, firstly, to stop the bleeding, secondly, because every time I looked at her I swooned because of the overwhelming cuteness factor.



The landing also is a subject of concern for me because I want it to reflect the beauty of the staircase but also communitcate instant comfort and familiarity since, to me, the second floor of the home is strictly private quarters and is even more intimate than the floors below. Don't you love how seriously I contemplate this as-of-yet non-existant dream home of mine? ;)

Trying to look for the little things...