Why Every Teen Boy’s Bedroom Is a Second Kitchen (and How to Take It Back)
If you have teenage boys, you already know: their bedrooms are basically satellite kitchens with worse lighting and a faint smell of Febreeze or Axe body spray. It starts off innocently enough — a glass of water to avoid getting up in the night. Then a bowl of cereal. Then, somehow, every single Tupperware container you own is stacked on a desk like it’s some kind of plastic tribute to their snacking prowess.
At some point, you start to notice the crumbs everywhere. On the floor. In the bed. On top of their dresser? It’s like a squirrel broke in and hosted an all-you-can-eat Cheez-It buffet.