Things Seen Around The House

Every home has a story to tell. The way it is decorated and the things lying around the house reveal the personality and characteristics of the people who live there. A home with toddlers would have toys strewn all over the floor, as was the case in my home when my children were little. I would always have to step very carefully around the living room in case I knocked down some carefully stacked  Lego bricks or stepped on a little toy car.


A neat and tidy home might mean that the kids have grown up and moved the mess into their bedrooms...as is the case at the present moment in my  home. I can't stand the mess in their rooms and am always reminding them to tidy up, but sometimes a mom just needs to 'close one eye' and let them live in the mess they create...or... when they've gone to school, just throw away junk and find space in their cupboard to keep everything out of sight, and wait for the: "MOM!! Where are my stuff??!!" the moment they come home from school and discover what I had done (muahahaha).


Over the last few days I noticed some things around the house that seem to have a story of its own to tell:

The step-pedal on our dustbin is no longer functioning... 

So hubby attached a string to the lid of the dustbin
and secures the string to the wall.
Now we only need to pull the string to open the dustbin lid.
Innovative?

CoolTeen drumming facts into his head.
This is something I can't quite understand but is a typical teen trait...
how he insists that loud music helps him study better.

SweetTeen and her choice of location to air her ballet slippers
before storing them in the shoe cupboard...
in the living room just as you step in the front door (sigh).
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I found this interesting quote on the internet about family:
"The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together - Erma Bombeck"