Keepin' It Real

My house is usually a mess. Okay, it's always a mess. We're kids still, with a kid. We don't even pick up our own toys, much less Lily's on a daily basis. I'm not saying there's food rotting in our kitchen or anything (that I know of) but I don't usually pick up the dirty pans from dinner until the next morning. (This is in hopes that Chris will do it instead though. He never does.) My living room frequently looks like this:

 

So while I am going to do my best to be a better blogger and stage my pictures a little, just know that I'm probably cropping out a pile of magazines or shoving some toys to the side. And I'm okay with that.