What you would really see

Taking a cue from Stephine of “Adventures in Babywearing“, today’s post is going to be what would you see if you were looking in my windows.
Bath time fun
You would see a much neglected sun room that I am not really sure of what to do with. A kitchen that the dishes need to be done and the floors mopped. An space that holds a computer desk, a chair and a bookshelf where the books have been strewn around the area by a toddler terrorist.
Night Night
A living room that is strewn with toys and needs to be vacuum. A couple of bedrooms that need to be tidy. A ton of laundry that needs to be sorted, washed, dried, and the toughest part of all put away. I have pictures that need to be hung, things that need to be sorted and purged. All those things take time to get accomplished, some time with out little hands that “help” would be nice. We may have things that need to be finished, but there isn’t it always something. We have a roof over our heads, food in our tummies, and a home full of love, which are the important things.
Bedtime Cuddles
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*Images are of last nights bedtime routine.

4 Replies to “What you would really see”

  1. Awe, a mothers life.I remember when I was still married and taking architecture classes. I had to turn in my plans with little hand prints on them. Good thing a lot of my teachers were also parents.Your doing fine.

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  2. "We have a roof over our heads, food in our tummies, and a home full of love, which are the important things."You go girl! Awesomeness right there! 🙂

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