Right now the house is clean. The diapers are hanging, the floor is cleared and the dogs are sleeping. The dishwasher is running, Ethan is snoring and the laundry baskets are EMPTY. Conor is watching a movie in our room, (probably sleeping, who are we kidding) the cars are picked up and the sink is cleaned.
The house is still.
Such a change from 2 hours ago. Two hours ago, Ethan was screaming, the dogs were barking, dishes were overflowing onto the counter and it was impossible to take 3 steps without slipping on a car or dog bone. The diapers had been sitting in the washer so long they needed to be rewashed and my bread dough had been rising for who knows how long.
The house was far from still.
I don’t know which way I like the house better. All day I try to keep it clean or make it clean but I really don’t know why. The mess is evidence of the fun we’ve had today. The kitchen was a disaster because I was teaching Ethan how to knead bread. The cars were everywhere because Ethan raced and had a parade with them. The dogs were crazy because thats just how they are after we went for a walk…which Conor got to go on tonight…because he is home!
Right now, however, I will soak up my still, clean house and brace myself for the fun/chaos/mess that tomorrow will bring.
Isn’t that the truth. Peace is nice, as it allows us to collect our thoughts and relax–even if only for a few moments. But the mess has it’s beauties too! It does show what we’ve been doing and learning and exploring. It is all wonderful in its own way and there is always so much more to do…but it sounds like you make plenty of time for the important things…
Wonderful, thanks for sharing!
so true! even with teens it’s hard to keep up.
This morning I emptied the dishwasher and then promptly filled half of it up again. Sigh. It’s neverending.
Quiet…..what a wonderful thing….