I’ve spent hours and hours in the pit of despair the boys’ room the past couple days, trying to make it livable. Three boys in this small room for the past 8! years has taken a toll. It (desperately) needs to be repainted. It (desperately) needs new carpet. I need to get rid of the small, abused book shelf and replace it with a dresser for more clothing storage, and transfer a bunch of picture books up to Lola’s room (which is next on the docket).
Even with all the cleaning/organizing/purging I’ve done, it sure isn’t the sweet room it used to be. But we’ve added more books and shelves, so that’s forward progress, right?!
The boys decided to string little white lights up in their room, and I’m going to hang myself (accidentally) one of these days. Just when I thought I had made their room less dangerous…
And if you’re wondering what it’s like to have three boys in the same room at bed time… There are no words to describe their mother’s frustration.
3 comments:
I have one boy... who is 3 1/2 years old, and I'm starting to wonder if I'll survive till he turns 4. Wow is he a handful! Its so encouraging to read your posts about your boys, and see that there is hope. And that this is all normal! Thank you, Heidi!
We have three boys in one room, too. I think the window should stay permanently open.
This is delightful... we have four boys in one room, and I rarely step into it let alone take a photograph, it might be on account of the lego. They wouldn't have it any other way... and the lego, the LEGO!!! There is a whole entire world of LEGO that can not be entered by an outsider!!!
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