A beautiful mess

Three year olds leave their stamp on a house, and though there are days that the messes and “masterpieces” can drive me insane, I try to look at them as a mark of the life stage we’re in. We won’t always walk by our living room to find sleeping stuffed animals or see tiny pieces of orange peel littering the dining room table. As much as I sometimes wish my house was perfectly in order, I know I’m going to miss these messes one day. So, today I took a moment to document the proof that a toddler lives here…

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