So when we first closed on the house and the kids were picking the bedrooms they wanted, somehow Griffin gravitated to the one with the dropped ceiling/fluorescent light and icky fake wood paneling (like from those old Calvin Klein ads) and a ton of dark wood shelves. He said he liked it exactly the way it was and I was glad I didn't have to change it right away. But a few weeks ago he told me he couldn't stand it anymore, and I said we could redo it on one condition - that he help me rip out the paneling and the ceiling. And so we did...
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