Don't get me wrong, I love the sunshine! But I love regular sunshine. Not this super, brighter then normal, blinding sunshine that reflects off the crisp white snow and reveals EVERYTHING that's dirty in my entire house! Before this crazy uber sunshine came out today, I was at least giving the illusion that my house was kinda clean! That illusion was completely lost by mid morning today though!
I thought you all might enjoy a photo or two of what I'm talking about:
It really would have been a good day to clean all this grossness while it could be seen, but instead, I quickly vacuumed the completely obvious, recited the following poem to myself, and went and played with my beautiful baby girl who was patiently waiting for her mommy:
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing and butter the bread,
Sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby 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 her eyes the most wonderful hue?
(Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For 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.
Time for a movie with my hubby in our dirty living room.
Until next time, Love and Hugs