Yesterday my 12-year-old daughter conned me into helping her clean her room. I was offered breakfast in bed, plus a batch of peanut butter brownies upon completion. Smart kid. Five and a half l-o-n-g hours later her room was finally back on track and I had my brownies.
Since kid rooms never stay clean for long, I figured this would be a good time to give you guys a tour of her room. Come take a peek.