I would love to introduce you to our Frank's room. What's that you say? You haven't met Frank? Frank, our fake kid, came along just in the nick of time to stage the fake third bedroom.
You see, our third bedroom is only accessible through Bennett's room. Arlington is notorious for older homes with "quirky" layouts. Frank's room is the third bedroom above the garage. It has angled ceilings, built-in shelves, and is one of the most charming rooms in the house. In the two years we've lived here, it's been an office, guest room, and now Frank's room.
It is legally a third bedroom, with closets and a window. It's just unfortunate that you have to walk through the second bedroom to get there. We had no intention of living here long enough that you'd have to worry about waking a baby, but we didn't want a buyer to cross our house off the list just because of the wonky egress. Thank heaven little Frank came along just in the nick of time.
|Frank has a thing for Elephants.|
|One of our lovely neighbors gave Bennett, err Frank, a vintage Babar book. I wonder what she'll think when she comes to the open house this afternoon.|
|Grandma Snyder's Rocker|
|Lions and Legos and Elmo, Oh my!|
|Hand Me Downs from Baby Clarke, a U of M Jersey, and Size 6 diapers. If only Frank would finally learn to go on the potty...|