You know the holidays are over when the pace picks up around the house.
Schedules need to be met, homework has to be done and so on and often
you feel lucky just to get everyone sitting around the table at the same time.
Some nights we are lucky to get the place mats on the table.
Tablecloths have always been for special occasions. It was like that when
I was growing up as well. I am not sure why, but that is just how it worked.
These past holidays I decided to make use of a tablecloth each day,
all day and I started to notice a change. Everyone tended to linger...
more food, more thought, more conversation.
With the holidays over I put it all away but then I missed it...that extra something.
Tonight I was curious. Out came the tablecloth and it happened again.
Family Talk.
We lingered, recounted our day and took time to appreciate each other.
As I write, the family is sleeping and the kitchen table
sits covered with a tablecloth, waiting for morning.
How about you, do you use a tablecloth?
Did your Mother or Grandmother use one?
If so, when and how often?
Would love to know!
We can call it psychology of a tablecloth :)
Images William Sonoma
with exception of second from last
..via Martha Stewart
PS..the last few posts are what you resort to thinking
about when you are home and onto week three of the flu.
Slowly getting better and looking forward
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