Sometimes I feel like my kids don’t know how lucky they have it.
When Kayla was 10 we finished the basement. In the process she scored not only a bedroom away from the rest of us but also her own bathroom. A bathroom all to herself. A bathroom in which she can take as long as she wants to get ready….and take up as much space as she wants…and not worry about bumping elbows with someone else….
Now that I think about it, I have never had a bathroom to myself. I shared it with my sister, my dormmates, my roommates, my husband. Does she appreciate this luxury? Probably not. She’s a teenager. She doesn’t appreciate much…it comes with the territory.
Rarely do I venture into her private haven but when I do I always get a little surprise.
She’s in a big self portrait phase which borders on an obsession. Maybe I should be proud that she is taking an interest in photography?
And every girl needs to be properly manicured:
Considering this is what I saw on my last visit, I was pleasantly surprised.
As a side note, who doesn’t remember how exciting “Deband Day” was?!?!
She had better wear her retainer….