When Dylan was about four months old, the time had come for him to move out of our room. The memories are a bit hazy, but I'm pretty sure I was still up with him when Luke's alarm was going off at 5:15 am. I don't think I had even stretched out in bed that night; I was surprised Luke got any sleep at all between Dylan's fussing and my movements. The next night I declared Dylan was sleeping in his own room! It was an evening of bed-shifting: Dylan into the crib in Nicholas and Evan's room; Nicholas and Evan down the hall into James and Morgan's big boy bunk beds; James and Morgan into their new bunk beds set up temporarily in the living-room downstairs.
Although we functioned with the transitional setup, James and Morgan needed their own space. They needed a room with empty shelves and floorspace, not just a makeshift area shared with furniture shoved over and instruments piled in the corners. Their
Luke planned and created. I piled, shifted and finally sorted and cleared out. And then one day, the room was finished. The carpet was laid. The walls were painted. The waiting was over.
This is the beautiful end result.
A new space full of possibilities. A room where they can carve their own story. A room that inspires the possibilities of what decluttering and renewing a piled up area can deliver.
I've been looking forward to seeing this! They look so pleased with the end result! Well done!!!!
ReplyDeleteThey are loving it! The room no longer looks as neat and tidy as these pictures since they are spreading out to make the space their own.
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