Andrew and I had a chance to go out on a date night last night, with many thanks to Miss Elizabeth. We had a wonderfully romantic time of dining and conversation at Pei Wei. Followed by browsing around Dean & Deluca along with many other young couples I observed. We found ourselves chatting with the salesman at the new Leawood Mac Store. Then of course we made our way to the only place that if you aren't in for bar hopping is open after 9 - Barnes & Noble. To which having a few extra frivolous spending money left from my birthday I came home with two new books. (Ignoring the fact that I just started 3 other ones last week, O well)
One of those books was called The Family at Home. And today it proved to be worth its means. Through its inspiration I added art to our walls. Not anything of spectacular presence. But something of OUR presence. Nicholas' drawings were hung as a piece of wall art above his bed. To which a room was transformed in to "his space". When Nicholas was younger, much younger, 2 maybe, I bought alphabet cards to put up in his room. Today George was all excited to receive them up0on his walls as a token of art. Both rooms instantly felt much more cosy. But better than that they felt like the children that inhabit them. In other words - The Family at Home.
