My Countertop

My new countertop is many-colored.
Beige, cream, brown, black, muted orange, gray, peach, white and mocha.
When you look at it close-up, it has depth. Some stones are translucent, shaped like tiny diamonds, burrowed deep into the quartz. Others are opaque, flat-looking. Other colors are splashed on, seeped in. Together they create one highly polished slab. Indestructable.

Problem is, you cannot see when this countertop is dirty. The diversity of its design hides everything. You only know by touch if that smear of refried beans is really there.

So I ask you: Is this a good thing for a mother with four small, sloppy children? Or not?