Today I helped my son and daughter-in-law move into their first home. Being there to watch them get their keys was amazing! As a parent, this is what you live for- to raise your kids and watch them thrive.
My daughter-in-law is so gracious to me. She lets me be apart of these special moments which I cherish. I am so lucky. I really got a great daughter-in-law.
We shared a quiet moment sipping champagne and unpacking the kitchen. I tried to stay out of her way for two reasons. Number 1, this is HER kitchen. I want her to have the joy of putting things exactly where she wants them without me telling her where things “should” go. Number 2 is a little harder to admit. My daughter-in-law has an amazing Mom who taught her girl things, like how to put on makeup etc. She also taught her household things. Like how many towels do you need? How do you pack up a kitchen? How do you fold sheets? You get the idea. My mom didn’t have the tools to teach me those things. I didn’t lean how to apply makeup. In fact I’m hopeless at makeup and hair.
My answer to the towel question is just to keep getting towels until the closet won’t close, and never get rid of any. I still have towels I got as wedding presents and that was 30 years ago. I don’t know how to fold sheets so I just roll them up and throw them in the closet. Martha Stewart would have a field day with me!
As I watch my daughter-in-law, I wish I were more like her. I wish I knew how many was “enough”. I wish I had a place for everything and everything in its place. My mother didn’t have places for anything. Having too many was better than not having enough. She had “junk drawers” and they were everywhere!
There are some differences between me and my daughter-in-law’s Mom. We both love our kids fiercely. We both delight in seeing them succeed. Her Mom is probably the one you want with you to set up your home, but I’m the one you want to come help you celebrate your move! I guess it evens out!