I know I am spending way too much time reading and browsing through the many delicious home decorating blogs that are available when I start to feel discouraged about my house. I look at the lovely photos of rooms all put together with nary a toy in sight. Sigh. If only I could have a room for a day that didn't become littered with this.
I have one child who is obsessed with tying up my furniture. There is always a piece of string or rope tying a table to a toy are a chair to a pet.
Monkeys sometimes live in domino cases and Fisher Price stables are not just for plastic horses.
Build a bears can often take up residence on our one sofa.
What can I say about crafting. It is everywhere, almost all the time.
Tops of tables, buffets, counters are often littered with school in process, clay projects that need to be cooked, perler beads that need ironing and always much more.
Sometimes, I am discouraged. But when I get this way I have to remind myself that one day my girls will be gone. My house will look put together. Show ready. Decorated. Clean. However, when that day comes I know I will long for the days of tied up furniture and toys underfoot. So today I choose to be thankful for this mess that is often in my home because I know this mess is here because I have my precious children with me.
Susan
















3 comments:
I saw a quote in a pic over at http://shellsbellsflowersshowers.blogspot.com/2010/02/seeking-colour.html earlier today & LOVED IT...as within in lies the balance I crave :) It made me think of this post too...so here goes as I wanted to share it w/you as well:
"My house is clean enough to be healthy and messy enough to be happy."
I gotta find a spot to hang it somewhere :)
Whenever I get discouraged with how tornado-tastic my house is, I remember that if it was clean, I would be sad, because it would mean that my toddler would no longer be around.
you are so very right!
i have often remarked about how i miss the spilled milk and pretzel pieces that christian would leave everywhere. and yet i find myself complaining about the yarn strung across the rooms (see? it's normal if more than one kid loves to do it, right?), the piles of papers, legos and army men strewn about.
my house will never be picture perfect. but it will always be HOME where we can live and ENJOY.
it would be nice to not get trapped in the web of string though.. or how they wrap it around doorknobs to where it's really hard to cut off with scissors. do you have that issue too?
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