My mom did a cross-stitch of a poem when my oldest siblings were little. It's been hanging in her house ever since, as far as I know. I've always liked it. It pretty much sums up how were were raised in my mind, with people being more important than whatever was going on. It's:
Welcome!
Although you'll find our house a mess, come in, sit down, converse.
It doesn't always look like this, sometimes it's even worse.
Anyways, for some reason that's what came to mind when I was looking at this picture.
What I really came here to say was, You should all come visit us! Look how much seating we have in our living room! Room for one and all!
We might even use that vacuum and pick up all those wipes if you come visit.
3 comments:
We want to come visit! You wouldn't even have to vacuum. :) Like your new furniture.
Very nice. I might even visit. ;)
I want to visit, too! Someday...maybe.
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