I’ve decided to do a series on Loving What You’ve Got. Specifically, for me, it’s loving my apartment: praying for the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
Also, be proud of me that I didn’t misspell the title in an effort for perfect alliteration.
But anyways, on to the Kitchen Catastrophes. Our kitchen has a linoleum floor. Our dining room has a carpeted floor. I am a very messy cook. My toddler seems to have inherited my genes. Whatever we make in the kitchen is often tracked all over the house (but mainly the dining room adjacent to it). And then the baby crawls it it. And eats it.
I spent a lot of time resenting the carpeted dining room. I mean, who in their right mind would carpet a room designated for eating? Wouldn’t the apartment complex be saving money by putting down a floor that wouldn’t absorb tomato sauce and grape juice so readily?
But there’s nothing I can gain by complaining or resenting or wishing things were different. I had to accept the carpet that I could not change. I just made one small addition…
Yep, that’s a welcome mat. In front of the kitchen. Please, wipe your feet before entering the dining room. Thank you.
I really should have taken a picture the other day when we made pancake mix. There were actually quite defined footprints of flour on that mat.
Oh, and I left the dishwasher open on purpose. It adds character. Don’t you think?
*Stay tuned for the solution to the how-to-avoid-stains-under-the-high-chair dilemma!*
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