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My little pink bedroom, with angels on the wall. I always slept with some kind of stuffed animal. Sometimes Ted would stay by me because I was afraid of the dark.
Oh that's a funny story! Moms are kinda sneaky that way, aren't they?
Yes, you would put both headboards on either end of the bottom bed, then the little round knobs on top came off, then you attached the two footboards together to make the top bed. There was also a board to keep the top kid from rolling off to the ground. Sometimes we squabbled over the top bunk because that was definitely the coolest place to be. I mostly had the bottom bunk unless Ted was feeling generous.
But now Patricia, when you're talking about sharing a bedroom all your life, at least the last thirty-some years were not forced! :-)
Now I'm convinced we had the same beds because ours were bunks as needed too! I have a very vivid memory of a day when the oldest three kids were sharing a bedroom and we were down with the chicken pox. My Mom borrowed comic books from a neighbor's children and I remember her telling us it was time to put the comics up and take a nap. I managed to hide mine and while my sibs took their nap I was busy reading. I heard Mom coming in to check on us so I ditched the comic book and closed my eyes. When I heard her exaggerated footsteps go back out of our room I thought I was in the clear but when I opened my eyes on that top bunk she was standing in the room and staring right at me! After all the giggling was over she confiscated my book and made me take my nap!
Oh, and because there were so many of us I only had my own room for the first 14 months of my life. I have shared a bedroom ever since. You were a lucky girl!
They were bunk beds that you could take apart and make into individual beds. Ted and I shared a bunk bed in one room before the basement was finished. Then Rich moved downstairs and we each got our own rooms.