You must be wide awake, sure footed, and on top of your game before you can even head downstairs in the morning.
Okay so you don't live in a castle. You can at least build a little part of a castle inside for role playing purposes.
It's nice to see that dad enjoys his morning commute to work.
I always wanted to be a tiny elf who could use books as stairs and drink tea out of acorn tops and such. Maybe I'll just paint my staircase.
As my staircase keeps rolling along!
I think M. C. Escher would approve.
One of these days you're gonna wake up trapped upstairs because someone moved your stair block.
It's nice of you to visit chair now that he's been banished to under the stairs, chicken. Now come back inside, we need to start cooking you.
Oh the glory of a lofted space! So much light! so much vertical wall space!