Mattresses, that is.
Master bed. I've been complaining for years about our mattress. I know that fat flowery thing LOOKS comfy. But folks....just trust me. We've had that set on the left for almost thirteen years. It was time. Now we have the new white one on the right. And I guess because it is not pillow-top, we are like five or six inches closer to the ground now. A little strange, but we are getting used to it.

Logan's room. Logan has been complaining of a hard mattress for a long time now. His new one puts him a few inches higher off the ground, which is kind of fun.
Master bed. I've been complaining for years about our mattress. I know that fat flowery thing LOOKS comfy. But folks....just trust me. We've had that set on the left for almost thirteen years. It was time. Now we have the new white one on the right. And I guess because it is not pillow-top, we are like five or six inches closer to the ground now. A little strange, but we are getting used to it.

Logan's room. Logan has been complaining of a hard mattress for a long time now. His new one puts him a few inches higher off the ground, which is kind of fun.

Ellie's room. Ellie had the worst mattress in the house. But she complained the least about it. But since we were in the new mattress business, we decided to get her a new one as well. The kids first mattresses we bought second-hand. They were in a grandmas guest bedroom for several years, but rarely used. So they were, and still are clean and in perfect condition...just low quality. So we figure we ought to get them better mattresses for their not-so-little bodies that keep growing.
Sweet dreams!
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