I’ve just got to say…
I’m totally enamored with this project.
It is forcing me to stop and appreciate all the little reminders that there is a little person in the house. Not that I could easily forget…the kid doesn’t come with an off switch, so our house is filled with constant jabbering and giggling and the sound of little feet running across the hardwood floors.
Which I guess is why this project is so meaningful.
One day the jabbering will turn into moody teenage silence, the giggling will become talking back and the pitter patter of little feet will be replaced by the sound of heavy, size 9 shoes thumping around. But these photographs of the little messes — the toys strewn all over the coffee table, a defunct sprinkler forgotten in the grass, a pile of letters on the floor and their home container on a windowsill three rooms over — will be a reminder of the happy little chaos that we live in today.
Time flies by so, so quickly.
Also, why are there always toys on our stairs? Why?!