One of the exciting things about our extension plan is that everyone will have their own room. At present, Dew Drop and the Minx share and so do Doo Dah and Nugget. Our architect, a friend of the Geege since high school, remarked the other day as he was sweating over our plans that 100 square metres is a very small house for six people. Indeed it is. And so it will grow, just as the kids have.
I am not against children sharing rooms. I shared a room with Sister B until Sister A moved out of home to go to the big smoke. About 15 years in total. I reckon it is why she and I get each other in a way that not many people do. A shared history of monthly room rearranging and daily routine juggles will do that.
But when you live in a small house, there is real value in having your own space. A little piece of real estate all to yourself. A shelter from the family storms; a place to take the required 10 breaths when someone rubs you up the wrong way.
And so it will be.
The kids are really excited about the prospect but I know the reality will be different. You see, they are all a bunch of scaredy cats at night. They rely on each other to feel safe from the terrible monsters that roam our house at night. If you believed what you were told, we are sharing our precious 100 square metres with hundreds of blood sucking monsters too!
For now, our hall light illuminates their bedrooms and they seek solace in each other's company. But this won't be the case when we have completed our extension. They will all sleep alone.
So on the Christmas list this year I have found each one a night light.
For Dew Drop, there is this one (duel purpose: night light AND sleep trainer for our little rooster)
For the Minx, there is this one (owl):
For Doo Dah, this:
And Nugget can further nourish his Lego obsession with this one:
Something you need. Check.
Now I just have to deal with the something you wants, something you wears and something you reads.
Do you do the night light thing?