My kids are allowed when we are there. Dd is 4 comes in the am and we all hangout and get her baby sister. We get dressed together most days and make it a race (i bring dds clothes the night before). But once we are up and ready we leave the room and i close the door and they don't go in the rest of the day.

Some seriously crazy stuff on this thread.

If they wake up in the middle of the night they will often come in our room but after they fall asleep we bring them back to their rooms. Our door is always open except when we want to be adults! After we are done we open the door.

My children (3 and 8) climb into bed with us most mornings. Because they share a room I often let the 8 year old use our room to watch a movie on her tablet, chat with a friend etc during the day. The younger one isn’t respectful with our space / things yet so she’s out unless we’re with her.

Anonymous wrote:I don't like my kids in my room. They leave their toys and stuff behind. My room is for 2 adults to enjoy each other. Nothing is worse than kids toys taking away from the atmosphere. If my kids are in trouble I would want them to come to my room but in general indont feel its a place for them. Its for my husband and I.

Sad life for the kids.

Anonymous wrote:Our kids are not allowed in our room. By that I mean that they cannot just go in there if we are not there. If we are in our room, they have to knock and ask if they may come in. In general, we don’t hang out in our bedroom. It’s for sleeping and for a storing non-kid things (bills, documents, etc.).

That's not how it is in my house, but I definitely understand this perspective. It's nice to have a kid-free place that the adults can retreat to at the end of the day. I don't think it's super weird if someone wants to have a no-kids rule for the master bedroom.

Yes, of course. And I was allowed in my parents room throughout my childhood. My son will sometimes even go snuggle and read in my bed in the afternoons when I’m working. DH and I love it; it’s just cozy.

Of course.

Yes, our kids are always in our room since we both WFH in there. We lock it if we want privacy. They use our bathtub for baths, sit in our bed to watch a movie (after said bath and on “movie night”), come in during the night if they want to cuddle, jump over us in the morning when they wake up, jump on the bed, play games on the floor, and try on all of our shoes in the closet. One day I couldn’t find DD and she had made herself a nest behind my husbands clothes in the closet and was listening to Ivy & Bean on her tablet.

I didn’t grow up in a “warm” home so it’s really important to me my kids know we welcome them into our space. We get our own time alone each morning on the weekends (together is during nap/quiet time or after bed) and I do relish that hour alone in my bedroom, but otherwise they can come on in. No going into night stands is a firm rule though.

Anonymous wrote:My mom used to let me jump on her big king-size bed, and it's one of my fondest childhood memories. I also remember going in there to sleep if I had a nightmare.

I don't have any restrictions with my kids going into my room. My 7-year old used to end up in my bed ALL THE TIME at some point during the night, and although I would have preferred he stay in his bed, I wanted him to have the comfort. And then he just grew out of it on his own.

One of my fondest childhood memories was on Christmas morning running downstairs with my brother to get our stockings and then back upstairs and onto our parent’s bed of dump them out. We were otherwise rarely on their bed so this was a really special moment each year. Thanks for making me think of it!

Our kids are not allowed in our room. By that I mean that they cannot just go in there if we are not there. If we are in our room, they have to knock and ask if they may come in. In general, we don’t hang out in our bedroom. It’s for sleeping and for a storing non-kid things (bills, documents, etc.).

I don't like my kids in my room. They leave their toys and stuff behind. My room is for 2 adults to enjoy each other. Nothing is worse than kids toys taking away from the atmosphere. If my kids are in trouble I would want them to come to my room but in general indont feel its a place for them. Its for my husband and I.

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:My 3 kids not only come in our room, they sleep in and out of our bed.

I had a friend who would lock her bedroom door at night. She would tell me how her kids would cry and fall asleep by her bedroom door. I thought that was pretty cruel. She also works long hours.

Omg! This brought back memories. I would go in my parents bed if I was scared or had a nightmare. Then I guess they decided to train me out of that so they locked the door. And I would cry and bang on door and eventually fall asleep next to the door. Now I have a 4 year old and I would never, ever leave him to cry like that outside my door.

My parents were weird in other ways, but I was generally allowed in their room, but definitely knew better than to mess it up -- like my 4yo would think he could take my pillows/blankets elsewhere but I would never have done.

My kid has all access to our bedroom, and I have to make some boundaries, such as can't bring in food, can't go in drawers, erc

I attempted to do this with my son, because he would always end up in my room during the night. He was 5 years old and learned how to jimmy open the lock with a screwdriver!! I figured if he wanted in that bad, I would just let him.

Anonymous wrote:I wish I could kick them out, but I can’t. They come in to chat, gossip, cry, tell me funny things, use my bathroom, complain, do cartwheels, and bounce on my yoga ball. I cannot get rid of my darlings. They are relentlessly attached.

A happy home!

My mom used to let me jump on her big king-size bed, and it's one of my fondest childhood memories. I also remember going in there to sleep if I had a nightmare.

I don't have any restrictions with my kids going into my room. My 7-year old used to end up in my bed ALL THE TIME at some point during the night, and although I would have preferred he stay in his bed, I wanted him to have the comfort. And then he just grew out of it on his own.