Ah to be young again, what I wouldn’t give for that. Building treehouses and forts was acceptable back then. Now-a-days the old ball and chain would yell at me if I tried to rearrange the couch cushions and bed sheets into an epic edifice.
But alas, someone has gone and created one of the most awesome bedrooms I’ve ever seen. They’ve taken the whimsy of the treehouse and brought it indoors.
If only my parents were this awesome (they are awesome, just not THIS awesome) to have allowed me something like this. I don’t think I’d ever go outside again though…so maybe it was for the best. Except now all I do is sit inside anyways.