A Little Dirt Doesn't Hurt

I do believe the 2- year- old birthday party was a success. It was so much fun to be surrounded by our families, especially since Murray had a better sense of what was happening this year. I had hoped to post some pictures today, but of course, I left the camera at home.

It's hard to believe that Thanksgiving is next week. I feel like one day it was August and the next day the holidays are popping up out of no where. Where did the time go? Much as I love the chaos, every now and then I wish time would just stop for a few minutes.

Speaking of time, remember how I used to be a bit obsessive-compulsive about keeping the house clean? Well, I am the perfect example that people really can change. I am to the point that I really have let go (sometimes, I'll admit, too much) of the housework. Don't get me wrong, I still prefer a neat and tidy home but in a not-so-perfect world, a-not-so perfect house is not an achievable goal. We're too cramped, too busy, and when we do have free time, who wants to spend it cleaning? I have a plan though! My Grandma Kate taught me the following, and it's worked for her, so I'm going to try to implement it in our household. She made a list of chores, and then assigned a day to each chore. For example, Mondays are laundry and dusting, Tuesdays are ironing and vacuuming, Wednesdays are cleaning the bathrooms and scrubbing floors; you get the picture. I just think it's genius. She said that a takes a few weeks to get used to (as does any new habit does) but once you do, it's wonderful. She said most days she's finished her housework by 10am. Isn't that neat? So that's the challenge I've assigned us when we get back from our mini-getaway. Murray is pretty good at picking up his toys when we remind him; now if I can just work on the adults in the house. . .