On a regular basis, while either home on lunch or after work, I groan when I walk around our house and see so much stuff everywhere. I’ve never been a very minimalistic person and my husband certainly isn’t so we have to make a conscious effort to keep all of our crazy contained and somewhat organized. Throw in the fact that I’m just shy of 36 weeks pregnant and we’d much rather focus our energy on Duke when he’s awake and you can imagine how successful we are with this task. My point though, I promise I have one, is that yesterday I was walking through the house on lunch and saw things with a completely different perspective.
Take for instance, the airplane in my kitchen…
I was so excited to get him from daycare yesterday because I feel like we had a crazy whirlwind three days {Saturday-Monday} that involved lots of time away from my main mini man and I missed him like crazy. He was banging on the windows and happily screaming for me when I showed up and gently put his hand on my cheek and pulled my face towards him whenever I was looking at someone or something else for the rest of the evening. It’s the sweetest thing he started recently and it’s a pretty hilarious and quite literal way of reminding us to focus on HIM. We shared a snack of grapes and Colby jack cheese on the couch and even though there were plenty of tantrums throughout the evening {I wouldn’t let him take all the toilet paper off the roll, drink dog shampoo, play in the dog food container, empty the medicine cabinet, climb into the oven, or drink a glass of ice water unassisted} the night ended with giggles, wrestling, and plenty of spontaneous kisses.
