Turo's Room

Back when we were waiting and waiting, I didn't want to work on Baby Barto's room because I was worried that I would jinx things somehow. I guess it was a good thing that I didn't do much since we ended up moving. So finally, the room is done.

(Before we arrived my mom painted the room and my dad put the crib together. My parents have been divorced for two decades and worked together at our house for three days - I guess they were pretty excited about being grandparents.

My stepmom made the little doll in the chair. )

(The clocks are set to Ann Arbor & Addis Ababa time. My parents rocked me to sleep in the same chair in which I now snuggle with my son.)

(The larger frame on the left contains a neat print we picked up in Ethiopia and the cross is from there as well. In the other frames we have photos of Turo's first family and of our family. Jose started having Turo blow a kiss to his first family as part of our bedtime routine. My dad built the cradle for me when I was little.)

(And just because this was cute.)