Grass feather.

I love looking at the world through the eyes of a toddler. While I fear the day he starts saying things like “I hate you!” and cringe at every “No!”, most of what he says amuses and amazes me.

When we registered for our wedding, we were fresh off a stay at a W Hotel and envious of their clean, modern-meets-natural decor. It showed in our registry choices as our bed and bath felt like a hotel room for the longest time (minus the Heavenly Bed, boo). We’ve evolved past a lot of that look, but have held on to some of our favorite decor, like this faux grass piece from Pottery Barn:

There were a few loose blades and Jed pulled them out. He held them up to me and said, “Grass feather!”

I couldn’t have said it better myself.

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