For so many years, I kept a simple house clear of clutter. Simple design, with just a touch of ourselves. We still enjoy the minimalist style, however, I can't help but smile as I sit on my sofa and see the mess in front of me. Never in a million years did I expect a potty chair would reside in my living room, nor would a half eaten apple, a shoelace and a tonka truck be saddled up along side crumpled boardshorts that just needed to come off then and there.
And I have to say, as much as it tests my OCD tendencies, I wouldn't have it any other way.
No doubt, a much wanted and very well loved child lives here.