Max and I have the same shirt in the same size at the top of our laundry stacks.  It IS weird.


Someone tried a grape in the egg slicer.  I have my suspicions as to who.


Gemma has bagged up all of the girl’s shoes and left them on a shelf of the baker’s rack.  I can’t begin to guess as to why.


There is an open bag of cereal on the floor.  Lu’s been snacking.  Related – this is why we don’t invite guests to breakfast.


There’s an entire basket worth of socks to match.  If you need me, I’ll be weeping in my closet.


There are potatoes with bites taken out of them scattered around the house.  Again, Lu’s been snacking. (Also, I like to leave sharp objects down where little hands can find them.  Because life isn’t interesting enough!


This is on my pillow.  I don’t ask questions any more.  It’s just better that way.


The pan from last night’s supper is still on the table.  Jac put away the left overs so I’m not even annoyed by the dish.  Really.



In short, CHAOS.  How’s your Thursday shaping up?