...my clean house. We cleaned the house on Tuesday. And it needed it. It's funny how my expectations have changed over the years. When I was a younger mother, I had a cleaning schedule. Every Friday while the kids were at school, I cleaned the house from top to bottom...whether it needed it or not. We also did a major cleaning every spring and fall. And that was good. These days, I have a much more relaxed attitude toward cleaning. I no longer do a major cleaning every week. Rather, we clean and tidy as necessary. And spring cleaning? I just don't. I mean...things are clean. Why clean them again? Every now and then I wipe the baseboards. Sometimes I run a duster over the blinds. Is my house immaculate? No. Do six people and a dog live here? Yes. It is always tidy. It needs to be. My mind works like that. Is it always perfectly clean.? Nope. And that is alright too. I often think of something my dear grandmother Mildred said to me years ago. She said that it was silly to spend your whole life fighting dirt, because when you die, they put you in six feet of it! So...that is that. Here is a peek at the past week in our not so perfectly clean home. : )
My girls came downstairs one day with almost the exact same outfit on...and it made me so happy that neither one of them cared. Instead, they asked for a picture. : )
And my Flynn wanted a picture too. With her baby and her "best best best friend Peyton."
These two. They are so close. It makes my heart so happy. : )
We went to a Japanese restaurant together, and my baby perfected the art of using chopsticks.
So proud! And after this we went to the grocery store to shop for our Easter Dinner. I am so thankful that our teenagers enjoy spending time with us. We make memories even doing the simplest of things. : )
I finished my little memory wall in the kitchen this week. These are the photos my mom gave to me...they are photos of she and my dad when they were little...and dating...and of my grandparents when they were young...so many beautiful photos of those special people that came before me. And who are with me always. See that little fellow in the middle? He grew up to be my dad. : )
And this. I received a lovely piece of happy mail this week from a reader. How surprised was I to find this beautiful book and a handwritten letter from a new friend who reads my blog! I was so touched and happy! This blog world is a wonderful place to connect with people we other wise would never meet. Thank you so very much, Sharon! I love it!
Have a wonderful weekend, my friends.
Easter pics to come soon. : )