David has moved the first four items of heirloom furniture into the house. He has a lot of work to do on the other pieces, and making space for some of them might involve serious planning and purchases, but this is a good start for us.
We now have great-great-great-great grandma's chair in our bedroom. I have refrained from throwing clothes onto it, and nobody is allowed to sit on it, but it sure looks nice.
We cleaned up David's old toy chest from his childhood bedroom (not actually an heirloom) and put it in Tommy's room. He has so much more space for Legos now. Must. Buy. More. Legos.
Then, there is this. David calls it a brass wok. His parents brought it back from the Philippines when he was a boy. He says it's supposed to hold magazines and remotes. I say that if we ever have a big enough pile of unread magazines to fill it, I will have to be committed to the loony bin. Magazines should be read cover to cover as soon as they arrive and then filed by date in the designated magaine file on the bookshelves. I suppose he's been pining for the non-librarian way of doing things all these years. I shall humor him for a while. I will admit that it looks very nice at the end of the couch. I'm just nervous about the potential for unfiled reading material.
Finally, we have Grandma Epp's sewing machine. It looks very nice in our office and will hold a vase of flowers on special occasions.