28 July 2009

Boy Cave

Since moving into our new place, I've been wanting to do a major overhaul in ShortBus' bedroom. Finally time to get rid of the "baby" furniture (which really did grow with him well), and move up to "little boy" furniture.

Having discussed with CSB the virtues of the "Man Cave" (for some guys this is the garage, for others the bathroom), I decided ShortBus needed a space that is all his own. Somewhere he can go for privacy or time away from the adult world, a space dedicated to fantasy and imagination, a space where a little boy can go to be a little boy... the only intruders: the ones he invites.

I remember being a kid (vaguely). Wanting a quiet, dark, cool place where I could hide with my music and my books. A place where the outside world could only invade if I would let it. When I saw this bed at Ikea, I knew exactly what I was going to do.

After a long day of shopping, CSB and I had a truck full of boxes and a plan.

I am proud to say our relationship is strong enough to survive a day of Ikea furniture building. There was no yelling, no blood, and the only crying involved me whacking my head while building the bed (which left me with a lump I affectionately referred to as “the headband of unhappiness”).

And now, the boy who tells me at least three times a day that his favorite color is red, has a room which is mostly red:

The “universe” curtains are almost complete (thanks mom!), and the curtains for the area under his bed will give him some privacy (not to mention, a true cave to hide in).

He has been on vacation with his dad for the last two weeks, and I can’t wait for him to come home and see the transformation.


Jaye @ canadian-mom.ca said...

That's so cool; I would have loved that growing up!

Unknown said...

Looks like a very successful project!

Anonymous said...

I saw that bed at Ikea 2 weeks after I bought my little guy his first big boy bed. Was kicking my self in the butt because the little tent they make that fits on it he would've LOVED. It's still a thought in the back of my head... maybe one day...