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Sunday, October 9, 2011
Momma On: Bunk Beds and "Little Brothers"
As a mom, I’ve always wanted a really nice bed. Being the shopper that I am; I’ve looked at a lot of different styles of bedroom furnishings. I have considered everything from the “old-style Victorian” frames and wooden pedestal beds to a bedstar leather bed. After a long day with the kids and the chaos of the household; we deserve a special place to rest our weary heads. I figured; I have an exquisite leather couch out in my living room so, why not have a leather bed to go along with it? It all makes sense to me.
On the subject of beds; it was my “Baby Brother’s” Birthday recently. Well; he’s not so much a baby anymore, considering that he just celebrated his 50th. Happy Birthday Bro! Milestone events such as this make one reminisce about all those years ago. I remember him, as if it were (quite literally) yesterday, my little brother. The cool thing about my brother is that he’s always had a great sense of humor.
Due to a lack of available space; it became evident that my little brother and I had to share a bedroom. Our little sister had just been born and she was monopolizing the only other one. In order to accommodate the two of us; my parents decided to install a set of bunk beds. My brother and I could not have been more excited! Of course; this led to the big debate. Who gets to sleep on top? After a great deal of drama; my little brother (using his charm and wit) got his way. That happened a lot.
That night; my parents kissed us each “good-night” and off to the top he went. As far as we were concerned, that was that, or so they thought. Just as I was dozing off, I heard this loud, earth-shattering CRASH! Any guesses as to what that might have been? Well; evidently, in their excitement, my parents had forgotten to install the safety bar. They had left it in the back of the pickup truck. Little good, it does, out there in the drive-way! As my brother rose up from the floor and “shook it off” he, quietly whispered to me, “It’s o.k. Big Sis; you can have the top!” True story.
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