When one becomes 11, one feels very grown up. The last term of primary school is ahead; mentally, one is beginning to move on.
It’s not suitable to live like this any more.
Years of yearning may come to pass- a bedroom apart, no longer shared with a younger sister. In the world of semi urban, semi detached households, that means moving to the spare room to displace the laundry and the clutter.
The room has a built in wardrobe, and a bed that only fits one way, so one might think there wouldn’t be much change. There is a need for measuring, and wondering and negotiating.
Then, shopping. Also, assembling.
Eventually, the discovery that the tiny room can take a table, a swivel chair, a bedside table, a bookcase, a bin, some pictures, a hangy thing for pens and pencils and, most importantly, a noticeboard. Where else is a girl to hang the gift vouchers she forgets to bring with her?
Of course, it should be remembered that the girl with a birthday wasn’t the only one to get her own space this week. As a direct result, all the soft toys got the bottom bunk all to themselves…
How lovely!
Both girls are delighted with themselves
It looks fabulous
well done all round – the level of tidyness is most impressive!
I took the pictures before the first sleeping in there… A few days later, it still looks like that!
Looks brilliant! I’m sure they’ll enjoy having their own space – including the toys!
It’s interesting how few squabbles there have been since…
Oooh! Very Swish, I love the zippy duvet cover.
I love IKEA
V smart. I’m sure that table and the bookshelves will come in very handy!
She has wanted a table for such a long time- the fact that we found a wee swivel chair to go with it was the icing on the cake. She’s probably hoping we’re joking about her needing shelves for school books.
I just came across this and bet Girl1′s room will never be like it!
Messy Room
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater’s been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or–
Huh? You say it’s mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
~ Shel Silverstein
Girl2, on the other hand, may recognise this!
It all looks sooo organized! Such a determined young person clearly arranged all of this!
Lots of planning
Ah bless. I couldn’t wait to get a room of my own, away from my sister. I remember privacy being a big thing at that age.
Their biggest issue was different toleration for mess. Girl1 was cracking up and Girl2 was doing her best, but she couldn’t quite see the problem
They’re spending just as much time together, but they like the space to retreat to.
Aw, I’ve been waiting for this, Fiona, and it was worth the wait! What a beautiful end result for a very special girl!
We’re so pleased we managed to find space in the tiny room. Now there are popstars on the wall where the big world map used to be, so we’ll know all about JLS and nothing about geography. A bigger house is not an option, so we’ll have to make do!
Since I had a sister, I had my own room from a very early age. I realise now how lucky I was, with so many kids being squeezed in with another sibling. Yes, every child needs their own room without having to put up with someone else’s personal foibles and demands for attention!
We’re lucky to be able to do that for them, despite having resisted for years. Lots of little friends were round the other day, and Girl1 took them up to see. From the kitchen I could hear much appreciation and “oh, this is Class”. A win then