Last week, I finally met my youngest client face-to-face. I love designing for little ones and now have the privilege of completing her room and her arriving baby brother. Even more adorable in person, she ran her tiny hands over my fabric selections and squealed with delight over her new candy-coated mint green lamps. In addition to her great taste in design, her reactions to my selections made me love her instantly. My presentation was coming to a close and I asked if she had any last requests. Her reply almost made me giggle like a five-year-old. “I want a canopy.”

A canopy? Shucks, I want a canopy too but this isn’t about me. So we showed her a few photos to get a better idea of what she wanted.

Hoping she’d chose something similar to the above images instead she declined them all. *GASP*

Surely, I though she’d like this one, but it was denied too!

With great conviction, “THIS, is the one I want.”

Sure this one is cute, but it has a lot less pomp and circumstance than the ones I got excited about. My dream of draping layers of fabric from the ceiling [insert sad face] was deferred to the wants of this cute little 5-year old. It was settled. She was happy and that’s all that truly mattered.

When I said my goodbyes and loaded my things back into the truck I laughed to myself about our differing opinions and appreciated the experience. Besides, maybe I’ll have better luck convincing baby brother to go with my canopy idea.