Alternatively titled: “It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
If it were up to me, my house would always be sparkling clean.
My kitchen would be spotless and smell faintly of bleach and lemons.
If it were up to me, I would take a nap daily and read for hours.
I would never need to know the easiest way to clean “goop” from every crevice of my kitchen
(note: allow to dry, scrape and sweep up as much as you can, mop/wipe with a damp rag the rest. And REPEAT)
I would never know this kind of a mess.
I’m so thankful it is not up to me.
Because I would also not know this kind of laughter.
This no-holds-barred boyishness that they show me every day.
This joy of discovery.
These two messy, adorable, wonderful boys that God has blessed me with.
In the end, the laughter outweighs the tears.
The kisses outweigh the scoldings.
And the joy outweighs the messes!
(even the big ones)