Assuming I have any say in the matter and can actually do what I like.
Because really, my plan – or what little of one I have – is epic.
[I feel like at this stage in this post, I should note that I don’t plan on having kids any time remotely soon. I just like stuff like this, decoration and DIY, and….frankly, my tastes are pretty much different from any other decent adult – probably because I shouldn’t actually count as one – and my excuse for decorating ONE ROOM the way I’d want it is “KIDS WILL LOVE IT.”]
I keep finding things like these chairs….
And this staircase….
And thinking ‘THIS WOULD BE THE BEST ROOM EVER.”
Because it would. Obviously.
No, really. Imagine it.
Having that tree trunk staircase end in its own little tree house of sorts. You get to the top of the stairs and you have your own little cubbyhole. [Preferably big enough for at least two or three people, but you know.]
Then some random bright things like those chairs. Because really, how are those not fantastic? I could spare other family members and guests alike from the retina-searing awesome in the rest of the house, but nobody’s gonna complain about it if it’s in a kid’s room!
Throw in a wall-to-wall bookshelf….
Some cool lights….
And you’re good to go.
Might be. Because I know I would love the hell out of that room. Would have when I was little, still would.
But if I have kids with personalities more like my sisters or my boyfriend, or most ‘normal people’…..Might not be as awesome.