Monday, September 1, 2008

I am resigned

that there will always be a stack of books on my kitchen table. I've put adorable bamboo magazine files from Ikea on the counter, in the hopes that the books would drift and land there. But alas, my table looks more like a library than a place to serve a meal. Perhaps it is because I tend to read to the kiddos while they're eating breakfast and lunch. Perhaps it is because the kitchen is the heart of the home and books are dear to the hearts of its inhabitants. Whatever the case, we move the pile to a chair, or the piano - a temporary resting place during family meals - and they soon wander back to their adopted home.

3 comments:

Wendy said...

yep, same here!

The Small Scribbler said...

What? You mean that books don't belong on the kitchen table? Shh! Don't let the rest of my family know.

Kate

Mary@notbefore7 said...

Feeling the same way. Books piled on the table and they are usually joined with paintings and drawings.