I love a clean house. And a good vacuum. And while my house can often be found in a state of disarray, I enjoy those moments when everything is in it's place. I don't function well with a messy house, yet most days I'm required to function in a mess. I am constantly picking up toys, wiping up messes and gathering dirty clothes. Many days I am certain that my boys are conspiring against me. And then they completely redeem themselves by choosing to eat their chips over an open box to avoid dropping crumbs everywhere. My sweet, crumb-catching Sam. A boy after my own heart.
9.26.2010
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Sam is getting really great at cleaning up and picking up the toys. He does it and doesn't complain. I love you Sam!!
Love you
G-MA
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