I was thinking something the other day..
How our house doesn’t feel like it feels when I’m at my parents or grandparents. I can’t quite put my finger on it but I’ve been trying to make it more homey. Which is silly since we’ve lived here for oh, 6 yearsish?
But maybe it’s my fear of knick-knacks? My parents always had those around.. Is that what was homey? I don’t know. But I want to try and make things warmer around here, cozier, and when people say “You have a white couch!? You’re nuts” I want them to see that YES kids live here.
Because it’s their house too.
So I started with a fun center piece, to encourage creativity for one.
To bring in COLOR.. lots of color.
And, to say yes, I have kids. And they like it here.
Plus it’s all in one tray so if I had to move it I could (We do at dinner, it gets moved to the buffet/dresser next to it.)
Oh, and we got a new bench. But more on that diddy later.