But yesterday, after the new carpet was installed in the boy's room, he stood in the vast expanse of emptiness, with wonderful softness underfoot and asked:
Can we get the Playmobil out?
So we did. And after reading history, doing some math and Latin, after piano practice and Python programming online class... my teens played with their Playmobil. It was so fun to hear them exclaiming over old favorite figures. And renaming some: the old Roman Centurion was rechristened Rory*.
The only downside? We may never get the furniture out of the living room and back into the bedroom.
*Doctor. Who reference.
