So I took two days off from work this week to clean the house, steam clean the carpets and baby proof everything. (Now that Zoe knows how to stand on her tippy toes, there is a whole new realm of stuff that needs to be out of reach). When I left the house this morning there was absolutely nothing on the floor and clothes and towels were folded in baskets to be put away. This picture is what I returned home to only three hours later.
C'est la vie, life is messy and my life is just a beautiful mess. (But why is my child curled up with a wire hanger like it's a teddy bear?)