Mattress NYC

One of my incredibly adorable granddaughters lives in NYC.  She was born there which makes her a true New Yorker... a distinction that her parents will have to wait a few more years for.  But my granddaughter is the life and energy of New York.  Central Park is her play ground with the carousel being her absolute favorite ride.  She rides the subway a midst such wonderful cultural diversity and smiles, flirts and sometimes stares into the souls of her fellow passengers.  She visits museums.  I think she has played at every park with a water fountain, or water pad.

And she knows the food.  Ice cream from the Big Gay Ice Cream truck or a cupcake from Magnolias... the girl knows she is surrounded by yummy goodness.  I sometimes wonder if she has any idea that the rest of the world is not so lucky when it comes to great eats.

But when she can't go out, her home is a rather small playground.  It's an apartment.  A nice and fairly large apartment by New York standards.... but never the less an apartment.  And this is where her parents have become creative.  The couch... the bed... become trampolines.  Yes... she's a kid... and she needs to jump and play.  The mattress is also the foundation for pillow houses that her parents build for the sole purpose to kick down.  Mattress NYC is where all the Disney princess come to play.  It is where all the stuffed characters of Sesame Street come to sing.  The mattress is where forts are built.  And Mattress NYC is where lazy days of reading every book she owns is the past time.  Sometimes Mattress NYC is better than Central Park which is really saying something.

This is a sponsored post for Jen’s Beds, however, all the points and views are my own.