Where to go after that? I have two anecdotes that will help illustrate my house size boundaries.
There are two families, both with nine grown children. One family has no where to go for family gatherings. Though they all have nice homes--what I would call "normal" suburban homes--there is no living room in the family that is big enough to set up the long tables required for large families to dine.
The second family's mother built this kitchen:
When I saw this picture on my friend's blog after a family reunion last summer, it was like a revelation to me. Even if it is only for once or twice a year (in the unlikely event that my children do not live on my street), it would be worth having the space to gather.
In addition, I would never want my grown children to delay or never plan a trip to visit me because they couldn't afford a hotel.
Is it weird that I am already planning for when I am a grandmother?
Last year, my niece married a Tongan man. His family came here for the wedding and stayed with my sister. They don't really, but compared to the living standards in the United States, his family lives in a grass hut. My sister has a lovely home, again what I would consider a "normal" suburban home. When her daughter's new in-laws came, Mollie was so glad that she lives modestly. She would have felt embarrassed if she had lived in an ostentatious home.
There is the formula: A house with a large enough kitchen and great room to welcome home my adult children and their families, but not so huge that I would be embarrassed by it.
What do you think about this change of heart?