When I was a kid, we lived across the street from a family who had two daughters who were younger than me. They had this magical little playhouse in their wooded backyard. It had charming Victorian details – a small porch and window boxes. And even though I was probably too old to really justify playing in it, I would go over and play with the girls.
You know – totally for their benefit. I felt like I should impart wisdom and share my knowledge. It wasn’t because I desperately wanted a playhouse myself.
No. Of course not.
Anyhow, now that I’m a mom, I only want to buy Henry toys and activities that are perfect for him. It doesn’t matter if I love them or anything. Because when you become a mother you become selfless.
Psych. Having a kid gives me justification to buy everything I always wanted.
Wait? Who said that?
So, anyhow … this playhouse appeared in our backyard on my birthday eve. Ryan wanted to know if it was a gift for me or for Henry. The jury’s still out.
The long story (yes, the story is already longer than what I’ve shared) is that I’ve been debating the merits of a swing set/slide/playhouse for months. I’ve been watching Craigslist and the ads. Because when we move to the barn, we’ll be in the boon-docks. Right now, we have three parks within a 5-10 minute walk from our house. We go to the parks A LOT. But when we move, no walking to parks anymore. So I feel like having something right there will be a benefit to both of our sanity.
But, when it really came down to it, Henry really only loves the forts and the slides. He doesn’t care about monkey bars, swings, etc. So for the money it costs to get a swing set, it may not be worth it. I may have a plan for the slide, but for now, a fort/playhouse. When I spotted this cute little cedar playhouse in a Sam’s Club display for under $300, Ryan and I agreed that it was worth the bucks.
My lovely friend Shannon took me to Sam’s to pick it up. And while the box SAYS it is four simple steps, do not be fooled. The company clearly took some cues from IKEA. I was planning to put it together before Henry’s birthday, but Ryan actually started working on it one night and then, there it was. Standing proud in our backyard.
It’s so stinkin’ cute and Henry really seems to enjoy playing it. (Although not as much as he enjoyed playing in the box it came in. Which is a good way to make his father – who had just spent 4 hours putting it together – want to cry.) The house and his sand table are right outside the back door, which is nice for me to be able to watch him from the kitchen, too. He spends lots of time in this area.
And my favorite part – the teeny tiny little toddler mailbox.
I have a few plans up my sleeves to add a little pizazz to the house – I need to find a flower pot, some window boxes and maybe some (manly) curtains. And I’d love to add some vinyl details with my Silhouette to make it his own. But for now, it’s quite charming right out of the box (after four hours of assemble, clearly).
So, I may love the idea of a playhouse, but Henry seems rather smitten with it, too. So, clearly, this is ALL about him.
What do you think of his new crib?