June 23, 2014

"Stop crying! I’m trying to sleep. Let me sing you a lullaby if you’re sad."

Things you might overhear from the bedroom you made your baby share with your toddler that are quite different from what you'd worried you be hearing.

Maybe you don't need a separate bedroom for each child and, in fact, you shouldn't want one. 

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Terrible Reading Comprehension Guy says:

By Althouse stating "Maybe you don't need a separate bedroom for each child and, in fact, you shouldn't want one" she is making quite the illogical jump: how does she get from "maybe you don't need a separate bedroom for each child" to "in fact" you shouldn't want a child at all? If you don't want a child in the first place the idea of its bedroom accommodations is rather moot. Frankly, I'm at a loss to understand the Professor's reasoning here.

Gahrie said...

I shared a room with my brother up until high school. No big deal.

tim maguire said...

Most teenagers want their own rooms, younger than that, it's probably better that they don't.

acm said...

Listening to my kids negotiate the cleaning and storage situation in their shared rooms (two boys in one room, two girls in the other) has been fun. Not as sweet as the lullaby years, but more interesting.

Levi Starks said...

According to the statistics keepers who track poverty, homelessness, and the like, a child not having their own bedroom makes them homeless.
And yes I know it sounds absurd, that's why I'm pointing it out.

Birches said...

Oh brother! My kids share rooms and most of my neighbors think there is something wrong with us for buying a 4 bedroom house when we already had 3 KIDS!?!?!? (The people who sold to us only had 2 and needed to move for "more room").

When I started to show #4 in my belly, I got a few questions about if we were planning on moving. I didn't know that subjecting your children to sharing was such a horrible fate.

I want my kids to share at least part of the time they're teenagers too. There's no way I'm paying for a private dorm room when college comes around.

Curious George said...

My late younger brother and I shared a bedroom until I went away to college. Not a big deal.

My sisters each had their own room. I'm not sure why my parents went that way other than my sister was the oldest and a major whiner.

Meade said...

Big family, small house. For some reason my family found me to be annoying and barely tolerable so they sent me to live on the Indiana farm where I had my own room, helped feed the chickens, picked corn, hung out with and learned songs from my great-grandmother who was blind, and just generally got treated like God's Gift to Grandparents.