I’m also not having a series of ladies floating through our hous
I find the language that parents use of other young people, who are their own children's friends, needlessly contemptuous.
My adult children have had men, women, romantic partners, friends, gay best friends, whatever, stay in my house. If my children want their friends to share their room, or their bed, fine; if we need to find a spare room for them, then that's fine too. They're nice kids: why wouldn't they be, as they are people my lovely children like? I'd like to keep those lines of communication open, because one day perhaps they won't be so nice, and I'd like to be there for them. What would being difficult about the sleeping arrangements do? It doesn't make any difference to me, it would make a difference to them, what point would I be trying to prove? I'd like to have my children home once in a while, with their friends, rather than have them just find a reason to stay elsewhere.
On the long list of things I worry about with my children, whether their friend shares their bed in my house ranks somewhere behind whether they are drinking cappuccino or espresso after lunchtime.