Our Bedroom--Yet Another Play Room?

Our bedroom is at the top of the staircase at the beginning of a long hall way that leads to the other upstairs bedrooms which include the children's bedroom, their parents' bedroom and their family's private family room. Every morning, every evening, and every nap-time they march by our bedroom to get down stairs or to return upstairs. They usually open our door and run into the bedroom to check out what's happening. It matters not if we are in the bedroom.

The cat lives in our bedroom suite, so they visit with her.


Then they might climb on the bed and take a few rolls or even jumps. I know many (maybe even most?) grandparents discourage bed jumping, but it will come as no surprise to regular blog readers that we are indulgent in this area.



After climbing on the bed it's time to check out the books. We have two shelves of children's books in our bedroom because I believe you cannot have too many books in a home. The children have a large selection of books downstairs in the dining room and even more upstairs in their family room and a small collection in their bedroom and a collection in our bedroom.

Besides children's books we have the train set in our room. Bentley likes to come in and set up the track. Jake likes to run trains on the track, but he is starting to build track layouts, too. Viva has little interest in the track or trains. She occasionally tears the track up. The boys will play for a half hour or even longer building and running trains on the track.




The other big draw to our master bedroom is the Jacuzzi tub. The children like to take their bath in it. Jake hates it when we turn the jets on, so we have to wait until he's all done bathing before we turn them on.


The children also like to sleep in our bedroom. Bentley has a special pillow which he insists we keep on the bed at all times right in the middle between opa's pillows and my pillows. Jake has visited us at night a number of times since we moved in. Viva is a very infrequent visitor. She usually sleeps all night in her own bed; when she's restless she visits her mom and dad's bed.

So there you have it, we inhabit the master bedroom suite, but it is not our private domain. Children do not recognize the concept of privacy.