Back in the day...

My sister, Jenny, and I would play the dumbest games as we fell asleep at night. We were a family of six in a three bedroom house, practically unheard of these days. (*groan* Did I really just say "these days? Holy fuck, old age is creeeeeeeeeeepy in.) At any rate, our house was modest but it was a super huge lot that had some rad wooded areas for us to explore.

Shit, I got off track. I do that a lot, but you girls already know that. ;)

Jenny and I shared a room, actually we shared a queen sized bed. I often tell people that we loved it but really, I just think we didn't know any different. I do think that sharing a bed with her for so long helped me be such a good co-sleeper. When people day they "couldn't" co-sleep, it perplexes me. Whatevs. I guess I grew up co-sleeping with my sister, so it was second nature.

The games. *sigh* It's nearly impossible for me to stay focused.

As we fell asleep, we played games. We talked a lot. We laughed our little asses off and when we got too loud and heard my mom or dad coming down the hall, our laughter was 100% uncontainable. We got this threat almost nightly, "If you two don't settle down and go to sleep, I'm gonna separate you!" Ah hell. That was the worst punishment for us. The worst. That meant one of us had to sleep in......mom and dad's bed. *gulp* Mom and Dad's bed was FREEZING and lonely. And dark. Oh and there was this weird branch on the tree outside their window that made a super scary shadow on the wall. Plus, the whole being separated thing. That was pure torture.

We had this wallpaper. Dudes, remember when wallpaper was the shit? Or was that just my house? Huh....I think I can remember it being in other people's houses.....Oh well. Our wall paper had these little, sweet flowers and a ribbon-like stripes. The ribbons looked like they were threaded through lace, so if you looked close enough they were individual squares. We would pretend that the little squares were actually a huge switchboard-type, console thingy like on Star Trek. (The original Star Trek, with William Shatner not that new crap.) The button pushing was an important part and the only thing I really remember was when we got tired enough, one of us would push the "sleep button".

I think my original point (let's pretend for a minute that I really had a point, mmmmkay?) was that I hate how times have changed. I hear some of my friends insisting that they have a 4 bedroom house. I'm like, "What the fuck for? You have two kids?" They look at me like I'm a fucking dildo and say, "Welllllllllll, we need a room for Bailey and a room for Skylar and we need a guest room/craft room/office." Uh no you don't. I mean its cool to want that crap but you don't really need it.

I want my girls to share a room and they will. Maybe they won't be as close as Jenny and I, but I'm going to do my damnedest to at least give them the opportunity. Another thing that way cool about us sharing a bed: we had a queen sized bed to use a guest bed when we had company. I think it gave us such a good foundation for how to compromise and work some shit out. You are not going to live in discord for long when you have to share a bed with someone. No sirree. That isn't fun for a millisecond. I think it helped to learn to let shit go, talk about what needed to be talked about and shut the fuck up about the shit that didn't need discussing.

Plus, you never got cold. Or scared.