Laboring over a child’s bedroom. Musing on a shoe-string redo.

Laboring over a child’s bedroom. Musing on a shoe-string redo.

I wrote about my child setting up a Christmas tree in his bedroom week ago Sunday. I didn’t post a picture of the tree because this was his room then and at 10 a.m. this Saturday morning.

He is like me. Creative to the core. We create messes then rush onto another more important mess to create — then onto another mess. Never cleaning up the first one…and so on and so on.

Most of you think I have no pride.

But sometimes I even surprise myself.

Operation reclaim youngest’s son’s bedroom began at dawn (well, 10:30 ish) on Saturday morning.

Lately, he refused to sleep on his bed.  I know what your thinking…who would sleep in that bedroom?

But he did, he just slept on the floor and the dog slept on the bed. Some nights he moved to a couch. But NO BED.

So it came to me…

What rule says he has to sleep in a bed? Probably the majority of the world doesn’t.

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Operation Reclamation.

We removed the bed. Removed everything. We saved only three things.

* Art supplies, down to every last crayon chip.

* Legos, down to every last minuscule step-on-impale-your-foot piece.

* Books, save them then we’ll sort through later.

Everything else we threw away or put in a pile to give away. We worked. And before too long…Sanity reigned.

He doesn’t want a rug. Never has liked them. So why fight it?

Look what we did for the first time since summer vacation took a toll on his room.

We played on this floor.

How novel.

So I accomplished something this weekend.

Thought I earned a nap.

Last picture I remember taking.

How about you — is your children’s room more you…or theirs?