We eat every meal at this table, except on nights where we eat pizza. (Pizza was meant to be eaten in front of the TV, no?) It's a rule that we've enforced religiously in our home, even prior to having Jack. To each his own on this, but I'm convinced that good family communication happens at the dinner table.
This is a great space, and I have a feeling someday we'll find a table for 8 that I can't live without that may come to live here.
I talked about the hotel silver in the shadowbox here and the birdie pillow here. Looking at my archives, I made both of those in 2009, so that must've been a particularly crafty year for me.
but, you know, slow growing. I tend to forget I'm collecting it.
I also posted on the living room and kitchen if you're new to my blog. Thanks for stopping by!