I don’t know about you, but I need to make my surroundings a little prettier, a little more beautiful. When we moved into a new house you would find me whacking some nails into the walls to hang some “art” long before all the boxes are unpacked. I wanted to have a few accessories arranged here and there before I found out where I packed my blender. Creating a home means making it my home, my family’s home. Do you remember that Ma, in the Little House series, always unpacked her special treasures after they moved again and set them in a prominent spot as a way of saying “we’re home now” ?
Mixing kids into the beautification process requires a different perspective. Their toys and creations are probably not going to enhance that great color scheme you have going. And I think you should say, “that’s OK, they live here too.” Perfection in the beauty department doesn’t create a happy home. It’s always a balance for me. I need some order, some beauty, some creativity to function well. But telling kids you can’t play here, no visible toys allowed, no messes and creativity, the decor and all has to match, is a pretty dismal lesson to teach. So we teeter from picture perfect (which is never attained) to complete disaster (which is attained), and try to find the balance in the middle.
Taylor made a shelf for Annika this Christmas. He saw that she had a need for a pantry 😉 so he set about to provide some storage. I had left over paint from the computer/play room so that helped provide the “matchy” element. I am pleased to say I am totally fine with his creation taking a prominent position in our hallway. It’s functional, pretty (all those colorful cans in a row), and matches! So every time I glance down the hallway, I see beauty: inner beauty because I see the kind heart of a brother who wants to do something nice for his little sister, and outward beauty.
How do you deal with the intersection of kids and beauty in your home?