Raw square-footage was less important than PLACE for this family. Want a simple family life? Go urban. Go small. Be free.
I knew raising a boy would be much different than raising our first-born daughter, but the travails of toilet-training really brought me to my knees. In the end, my inability to cope as a 40-year-old with the normal bathroom messes of a 6-year-old boy signaled that I was the real child in the room.