Kids Live Here

Recently I saw on FB (don't ask me where, I can't remember) a blog post of pictures called, "Kids Lived Here" or something like that. It was awesome! It showed beautiful pictures of those things in your house that make you sigh. You know, the legos on the floor. The spilled milk. Those moments. The mess. 
The reality.
I loved it because the point was, someday, the "mess" won't be here. The kids will be gone and with them will go the legos, the spilled milk and the mess. So these pictures are meant to celebrate the children and their presence in the home. My pictures are not nearly as beautiful as the ones I saw in the original blog, but they serve the same purpose in my heart. I'm so grateful for these mess makers of mine and their stamp in my home and in my heart.