I am so happy I have my own room now…..but am I really?
Just a few weeks ago, we finished the transition of moving Bruiser into his own room (aka the office). He was so excited to have his own room…….new bed, cool karate mural on his wall, many shelves and drawers to put all his “STUFF.” Bruiser loved the whole idea of being given a room that he could call his own rather than sharing with his twin sister.
The big day comes……………the awesome captains bed is scheduled to arrive in a few days but Bruiser insists on staying in his new room with an air mattress. He goes on an organizing binge: all his stuffed animals are arranged perfectly on his bed, the action figures are all poised to protect from attack, the books are in perfect order from smallest to biggest. The clothes will wait until the captains bed arrives.
Well, with all the wonderful anticipation…………the transition was far from seamless.
Night #1: Bruiser is out bed every 5 minutes. First it is I need a drink, then I have to go to the bathroom, then I am going to help JJ clean his room, then I am going to see if Princess is ok in her room alone, then he comes in (11:30pm by this time) to tell us that although Princess is sleeping, he thinks that she is scared without him in her room. So 3 hrs in new room and 8 hrs in old room.
Night #2: Big meeting between the twins………outcome is that Princess must sleep in new room with Bruiser for one night. Well another late night of chit chat and giggling.
Night #3: Twins beg us to let Princess sleep in new room. But at this point, we refuse to be persuaded or manipulated by two 6 yr. olds. Bruiser in one room and Princess in the other. Although the twins continued whining and moaning for 2 hrs. protesting our insistence that each sleep in their respective rooms, we remained strong and stuck to our plan. By 10:30pm, both were asleep.
Night #4: Bruiser’s new captains bed arrived and he carefully folded every piece of clothing and placed it in its’ precise place. The organization process took at least 2 hours but it was finally done. Bruiser went to sleep exhausted from figuring out where everything belonged.
Since then, Bruiser has not looked back. He loves his new room. Now….we just need to figure out what to do without our office. But that will be a problem for another day.