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Last week I went “home” for a few days and stayed with my sister and her family. I love gong to stay with them!!! It’s funny that every time I stay with them my sister warns me that her house is messy and Paycen’s stuff is everywhere and when I get there it does usually looks like a Paycen bomb blew up in the living room but you know what? I love it.
I love all of the toys and sippy cups everywhere. I love the dishes piled up in the sink (reminds me of my house, HA). I love the clean clothes piled high in the hampers in the laundry room. I love the pile of mail on the kitchen counter. I love that the bed in the guest room is always covered in craft projects. I love it all. It is truly a house that is lived in and loved in.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my house as well, but it’s just that. A house. It’s just Sophie and me and we don’t really leave the kitchen, living room, and my bedroom. It’s not really a home. There is a difference, believe me.
One day, hopefully, I will have the “mess” left behind of a family in a home and I’m sure I will look back on my single days in my house and miss it but for now I will settle for going to my sister’s and just soaking it all in. There truly is beauty in the chaos.
I will leave you with some pics I got of Paycen while we were picking blueberries at my Grandma’s last week. Love her and those blueberries…I think Paycen ate more than she picked! LOL!