My first real bed. My parents moved me into it when I was a toddler, and I’ve slept in it most of my life (except for a couple brief stints in bunkbeds). When we married, the bed came with me. Same bed, same mattress. Purchased before I was born. Old mattress.
At last, after nearly 30 years, the old mattress has gone the way of all things, and we are the proud owners of a new mattress. Perhaps it is a little taller than anticipated, but my goodness is it wonderful! I can lay right down and be almost immediately comfortable and ready to sleep – as opposed to spending a lot of time wiggling around trying to find a comfortable position. Michael spontaneously noted that, “I have to say, this mattress does seem to be working out..”
And just to prove that we are indeed doing school, science even: a picture of the model of the solar system we made following the instructions in the Young Explorers Astronomy book.




That mattress was my first purchase (90 days same as cash) when I started my job after graduating from OSU in 1978. I got my money’s worth out of that one! I found the beautiful old bedframe upstairs above my parent’s garage. I love Michael’s remark, too. I can hear him say it. Hurrah for the science project! Love it when my kids surpass their mother in homeschooling.