So, I've never claimed to be a stellar housekeeper, and I know that my friends with multiple children will tell me to "just wait...," but how does my house end up looking this unrecognizable every single night? Our evening ritual now involves putting Owen to bed and then assessing and repairing the day's damage. That is not to say that I don't pick up after him (and myself) throughout the day, but I just can't seem to keep up. So each morning, the house starts off relatively picked up and organized and each evening it ends up looking something like this. I officially apologize for all the snobby things I thought (but never said) about my friends-with-kids' messy homes in the days before my own. I get it now!
I just laughed while I read this. I have the same photo series, only mine also involves heaps of laundry hiding behind closed doors ;-)
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ReplyDeleteIs that messy?? Oh wow, don't come over here! (or give me a minimum of 3 days notice!!!)
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Owen is sort of like a small tornado, isn't he? But a welcome tornado at that! :) Oh well...it may be messy sometimes, but it's for a good reason! Love my little O man.
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