I get it!!

Growing up, I remember all the important females in my life (my mom, memaw, my aunt, my grandmother) being extremely protective of the "nice things" in their homes. I can remember getting in trouble if mom didn't think I was treating the nice things in our home the way she wanted me too. For instance, only certain pillows could go on the floor, eating on her new couches was a no-no and even now she is protective of her furniture and her carpet. Boy, mom, I get you!! As a child, I definitely didn't get it and as a teenager I really wasn't busy thinking about the money my mom and dad spent on the things in our home or the sacrifices they made to make our home look the way it did. BUT now I totally get it.

Hagie and I work hard every day to provide for and create a home environment that is both cozy and inviting for company. One of the things I truly enjoy is buying new things for our home, pieces of furniture, pictures, and other accessories to make our home complete. So I sit here in complete frustration because while I was busy cooking my family dinner, Connor was busying drawing on my dining room table with an ink pen. He's four, yes he is young, but he also knows that drawing on the table is a no-no, he doesn't have to understand why yet. But I'm also upset because there were two others at home that, had they been paying any attention, would have realized that Connor was being a little too quiet. I'm sure something will be said about this blog, but that's okay, its my blog and I'm expressing how it feels to me to know that my table now has marks that cannot be removed!

Yep, I'm angry too! My table that I haven't even had a year yet, spent my own earned money to purchase, now has nice ink pen drawings on it. Not what I would consider a nice accessory to my dining room table!

Now that I've vented, I am going to let it go. But not before apologizing to my mom for the many times, I'm sure, for not showing appreciation for the nice things in our home growing up. And I'm sorry for not understanding why your nice things were important to you. I'm sorry mom.