Letting our girl get her own room was such an interesting process. Daniel and I were both transported back to the years we got to get our own rooms as teens. We remembered how our parents lovingly let us have some choices, but did not let us be dictators, as it was THEIR house. We appreciate now that we are parents that they didn’t give us all the power, so we tried to emulate that with our own Dayla.
There were some hard conversations. There was some joyous shopping time. All in all it was a beautiful time of growth for Daniel and I as parents and for Dayla in gratitude. In the end, Dayla has a beautiful room that she loves (that she got to make SOME of the choices on) and we are proud to be able to give her.