Originally Posted by
LenaBeena
My Mother-in-Laws house was a museum and we could only feed the babies in her utility room, children were seen and not heard, rules, rules rules so we stayed in hotels whenever we visited. My parents house was lived in and we were loved there. Mom's sign (which is now mine) hung in her kitchen for years and said "Our house is clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be happy."
I love it! I've been in some "museums", too, & while they were *fun* to visitm I wouldn't want to live there (on the other side of the velvet rope).