I MUST BE DREAMING... Just got home from an amazing weekend at the lake with friends to an inbox full of photos that make my heart almost BURST out my chest. I can't pick just 1 or 2 faves...So I won't! I'm so excited to share ALL of them with you. If you don't follow the amazingly talented Alex Smith @lovedaphnemae I suggest you do so IMMEDIATELY...SHE. DOES. NOT. DISAPPOINT. Alex captured photos of our little FAM-BAM at our house which we lovingly call "The Fishbowl" ...Call it a belated birthday/mothers day gift from Seth (For those of you that don't know the story, I'll spare you the dramatic details). From the moment Alex walked in our front door I felt at ease. She had a very calming presence and soft tone in her voice and she made taking pictures in our home feel natural and extremely comfortable. These pictures of my 2 treasures and I almost make my eyes rain...They are just so beautiful to me.
For those who know us Fisher's well, know that we love to entertain and our home is near and dear to our hearts. We are weirdly obsessed with our little blue house...questionably safe street and all. Each room in our home is decorated from top to bottom with keepsakes we have collected over the years and Seth lovingly complies with all my decorating whims. I'd say my style is a mixture of traditional and modern with pops of bright color throughout the house. I'm a huge lover of antiques and I have defiantly had to learn how to reign it in over the years because I LOVE IT ALL. We recently tore down 2 walls in our home and remodeled our kitchen. It is something Seth and I have been dreaming about for the last 4 years in our tiny home and we are so in love with how it turned out. Light and bright. Before the renovation It was always such a bummer trying to entertain guests while preparing food in the kitchen. Everyone was naturally drawn to our cubical-like kitchen with glass of wine in hand and it quickly would become a "heat-box" of sorts. Now our kitchen is the "heartbeat" of the house (as it should be).
Far better than the new kitchen is our little 3 month old baby boy. Guy Wilder Fisher entered our lives and made this tiny house a home. His giggles and squeals fill our home with so much joy. I look forward to seeing him sitting at the counter smashing food all over our beautiful marble countertops and drawing with crayons all over our clean white cabinents. Well, maybe not looking forward to it, but more like preparing myself for the inevitable. Can't wait for all the beautiful and messy memories that are yet to be made in this little 1940's home.