I am in love with this room. I found this pic a few weeks ago and continue to look at it. I blow it up, staring at the details, wondering, "What if...?"
Clearly this is a room to be shared by two brothers. There isn't a thing about this room that isn't perfect: the lamps inside the bunks, the desks on either side, the chandelier, the couch, the Ugly Dolls. The only thing missing? Clutter. Like I said, I love this room.
Clearly this is a room to be shared by two brothers. There isn't a thing about this room that isn't perfect: the lamps inside the bunks, the desks on either side, the chandelier, the couch, the Ugly Dolls. The only thing missing? Clutter. Like I said, I love this room.
I never considered having my boys share a room, but this picture has got me thinking. The Golfer had to share a room this brother. He hated it growing up. I have a feeling that if they had to share a room today, they'd both love it.
I'm big on my boys having their own space, and now that we are going through everything with The Big Cheese, it's probably a good thing they don't share a room. But how could life not be perfect in a room like this? Sure, it would take a skilled carpenter and a room that was sized just right, but what an investment worth making.
Forget the boys! Maybe this could be the modern version of a June and Ward Cleaver master bedroom. Something to think about, indeed.
Forget the boys! Maybe this could be the modern version of a June and Ward Cleaver master bedroom. Something to think about, indeed.
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