Sometimes I walk into homes that are perfect, by this I mostly mean no "kid debris". Meaning either they don't leave any sign of kiddos around, or they don't have any little people. Truthfully at times I have been envious of these homes..really envious. I mean do you have any idea how many times I have cleaned sliding glass doors over the past 11 years?? I'm thinking it must be millions.
This morning I came across Isabelle's spelling test from last week, she got 100%.
I smiled and said, "Good job Sissy".
"Mom" she replied, "I get 100% all the time". (she is very humble)
"I know honey, I just want you to know I'm proud of how hard you work".
With that I put the test in a place honor for the Strehle family..the refrigerator.
Yes my fridge has smudge marks on it (even though the guy at sears told me this one would NOT get them). It has various mismatched art projects, coloring from last Christmas, division work by Silas (Yay Montessori!) and a few pictures of people who really count. It's cluttered messy and not at all fashionable. BUT it also displays more heart, love and family than it's nice clutter free brother.
At times I need this reminder..Being buried in the life of my kids is only for a season, soon all the papers, painted rocks, snowman pencil holders will stop arriving home. Soon the innocence of childhood will be gone, yes my home will be smudge free, dare I say clutter free (I can dream right?). So today as I'm knee deep in cleaning, doing the laundry, prepping for dinner, I need to realize that all too soon this season of life will pass, and truthfully I think I just might be a little sad about it.