When I come home from a long day after work, there’s nothing I like to do more than lay down on my bed, even if only for a few moments before I’m yanked off to the next chore. If I had to climb up a ladder to get to this cozy piece of heaven I’m sure I would be a very unhappy camper.
Rewind 20 or 25 years ago and the opposite of this was true. Why kids love bunk beds quite as much as they do is beyond me. There’s something rather magical about sleeping so close to the ceiling and as a parent, the amount of room that can be saved with a bunk bed is not something to be taken for granted.