A Room With A View
As a child grows older one of the most rapidly changing places in any house is their bedroom. It is evolution times one hundred. Toys that once seemed so appropriate are suddenly as out of place as an Avon Lady in coal mine. While I understand the parent who went crazy and spent a fortune on the pirate ship bed, I pity them as one year merged into the next. Suddenly the once magical bed no longer seemed quite appropriate as their child's legs surpassed it's length. After numerous requests, and having safely left his urges to have a room with the walls painted black in the rear view mirror, I recently succumbed to my sixteen year old's prostrations for an update. It was an exercise in compromise. Despite his urging I refused to allow him to forsake his bed frame and place his mattress on the floor. To him it seemed "cool," to me it seemed representative of either homelessness or my college years. I did however let him choose the paint and overall theme.