We were moving from a town house and with two kids at the time, that meant we had no “play room.” Toys. Were. EVERYWHERE.
I was so excited to have a single family home with a basement. We could not afford to finish the basement though, so we worked with what we had and turned it into a place the kids would play and keep their toys. With some paint (including a chalkboard wall), twinkle lights, artwork made by my kids, lanterns from the dollar aisle and stars I made out of cardboard and glitter and hung from the ceiling with curling ribbon, the space was magically transformed into a world that would encourage and inspire my kids to use their imaginations.
It is whimsical and crazy and fun. It is exactly what a play room should be.
I have a confession, though. This play room is not just for my kids. It is every bit as much MY play room.
The basement is also where I play. It is where I paint and draw and glue and cut (mostly for Sugar Cone, but also for other projects for myself as well as along with my kids).
It is also where I run when running outside or going to the gym is not an option.
Where do you run when running outside isn’t an option?