when you were born, we did not have an extra room for you. so the foot of our bed became your nursery. it doesn't look like much, but i promise i spent hours arranging and rearranging it. and i loved it so very much. you haven't had a space to call your own since we moved when you were just a couple months old. and you won't be a baby when you finally get your own room (and bed…) again. packing your things up was the hardest thing about moving. and looking at the pictures makes me oh so very excited to get those books out so we can read something other than mortimer over and over and over... eh asher baby?
taken with my mamiya, summer 2014