dear emily,
having just been in your immaculate, beautifully designed home that
serves as the backdrop for four vibrant, imaginative, young children,
i was ashamed to come home to my disarrayed dwelling. i have no
little ones running around leaving shoes, socks, crayons, or tea party
accessories, and therefore have NO excuse for my mess.
i'm afraid that I am the mess.
here is the proof. do not be fooled by the facade. those sweet cows
are covering a multitude of sins. don't you just love their precious
faces . . .
now that i have fortified my resolve with a hearty helping of straw-
berry shortcake, i am going to dive into that homeless shelter and
throw away, give away, or file away my mess.
i LOVE when my blogger friends reveal their before and after pics,
so here are mine. please don't judge me . . . pray for me! in a day
or two, i will reveal THE NEW ORDER!
love,
lea
"she watches over the affairs of her household and does not eat
the bread of idleness." proverbs 31:27