On weekends, our house looks like it has been hit by a tornado. Every inch of space is filled with toys, both small and big. Pieces of paper are scattered everywhere. Broken crayons find their way on the stairs, on the doorway, on the kitchen floor…everywhere.
Here are some random photos that I took of our little disaster area of a home.
On the living room floor
On the couch. I don’t even know where to sit anymore.
On the ottoman. These are her recent drawings.
On the sofa. I actually enjoy tinkering with this little doll house. It has a little heart-shaped doorbell that lights up.
Some yummy plastic desserts with clay on them. Found these on the dining table.
To be honest, whenever my neat freak of a husband isn’t at home….and it’s just me and the little girl hanging out, I just let her make as much of a mess as she wants. I actually enjoy being surrounded by fun colorful things. It’s such a pretty clutter.
But it’s the cleaning-up part that kills the fun. Ugh.