So I am learning how to be ok with the mess. Now that Chael is moving I am finding it is hard to keep the house looking untouched. Not only is it the toys but the coasters, placemats, pillows, and everything else he can reach. My rugs are always crooked and the windows have a strange a smudged look to them all the time. I have to say too that the time that I am getting "real clothes" on has become later and later. My house now looks very touched and my appearance very untouched. 

As I learn to let go of the little things I find that I can enjoy the little things. If that makes sense. Finding Elmo on the floor in the morning is such a sweet reminder of the precious gift God has given to me. And when I trip over the blocks it is still a gift.

 As for my new style, I am just calling it a natural look.