It is a good thing grown ups don’t get on my floors. In fact, once I got down there I had a hard time getting up and I shouldn’t get down there either. The young man and I arrived home to a bomb scene: clothes, dishes, laundry, blankets, toys. Thankfully the girls had a lot of fun with daddy… who wouldn’t on a pallet on the floor? Ok, I totally shouldn’t be staging pictures and typing this my house is screaming c o m e f i n i s h t h e j o b y o u s t a r t e d !