I stood on the threshold of my oldest son's room. "Just close the door," my husband whispered in my ear. I did, surprised I didn't have to press the catastrophic chaos past the door frame in order for the door to shut. I closed his door for most of his teens years because
Bedroom Befuddlement: The Bedchamber of Secrets
Bedroom Befuddlement: The Bedchamber of…
Bedroom Befuddlement: The Bedchamber of Secrets
I stood on the threshold of my oldest son's room. "Just close the door," my husband whispered in my ear. I did, surprised I didn't have to press the catastrophic chaos past the door frame in order for the door to shut. I closed his door for most of his teens years because