PROUD.... I GUESS?

So I tried REALLY hard the last two days to not clean. Kday was nice enough to get up early yesterday and do the dishes for me. He knew it was my achilles heel and that if I sat around long enough I'd give in. So with at least the dishes done I made it through two and a half days of not cleaning. It was hard. But it was nice. I really enjoyed laying on the floor under the christmas tree with Lady and reading books. We re-organized the blankets in her room (that is not cleaning! and she helped) so now the blankets we use daily are more accessible. We took naps on the couch together and read lots of books. *DON'T GET ME WRONG... I'VE ALWAYS DONE ALL THESE THINGS WITH LAYLA BEFORE. I JUST SQUOZE IN A LOT OF stress filled CLEANING DURING HER NAPS. Now during her naps I spent time reading books about starting her on solid foods and what to expect developmentally over the next few months of her growth spurts.

So I guess I am proud that this is what my house looked like at 3:30 pm today. Keep in mind that you aren't seeing the endless loads of laundry in our closets and the dog fur floating around on the floor, or the cat's dirty footprints on top of the washer by his food dish. And also the splattered spaghetti sauce inside the microwave.... I haven't been keeping tally have I?

I can't take it anymore though. Layla is asleep and I've got to get it cleaned up so that tomorrow we can have a stress free day. The agenda: visiting with Grammy and Nana, both of which returned from vacationing out of the country recently, playing dress up, and going for a walk with the joey wrap. Which by the way I still need to post about. Don't let me forget!