When I was a kid, people who visited our house were always amazed by all the rocking…
Chairs, that is.
My mom was usually rocking in hers, and my sister would be rocking in the other one. If either of them ever got up, my brothers or I would take over. Suffice it to say, our family room was always rocking.
We gave more than one person motion sickness, just watching us go.
Imagine if we had had a rocking bed…like this one.
We would have never gotten up in the morning!
