Spring Forward and Leave the Mess Behind

We lost an hour of sleep last night due to the time change. (Well, I lost more than just an hour as baby was up numerous times but who's counting.) Today was a warm, sunny day so we were able to get outside and play at the park. We enjoyed the sun and I even snapped a few pictures of the kids on the playground. But before we left the house I was stressed about the mess. Seems like there is always an accumulation of toys and clutter. And no matter how much time I spend straightening and cleaning, it magically reappears as if I hadn't touched a thing. Then I was reminded of a little poem I love and decided to look it up:

Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.

Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo

But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

-Ruth Hulburt Hamilton

My mom always says that the mess will be here tomorrow. And she is right. Of course this doesn't mean live in filth. But when the kids are ready to play and the day is so beautiful, why not get outside and enjoy it? The dishes and the vacuuming can wait but the kids are only small for so long.

SO, today the mess waited......And we all survived!

The Big Brother!

The Middle Brother!

And the one who sleeps through it all