A billion things Part 2: The Entryway

When I was a kid my backpack didn't have a place. So it seemed like it was always kicking around, and in the way. The other day Nils came home from school and dropped his backpack right in the middle of the doorway. I got after him by saying "Nils! Where does your backpack go?" I immediately realized that his backpack doesn't go anywhere. This was also true of my purse, Walter's backpack, and Jay's stuff as well. It often looked like this, if not worse.

So I fixed it the American way. I bought something new.

There is still a bit of flotsam up top, but now everyone's stuff has a place. Now we just need to get in the habit of putting our stuff in it's place.