Vanilla and Bleach | Couch Hunting

She's so innocent.

This little girl has not the tiniest clue as to why she shouldn't try to eat my tea lights. Nor does she know why I had a minor heart attack after she picked  up the BLEACH RAG, (and took a lick.) She can't figure out why she can't crawl up inside my freshly organized cabinets. Or why she shouldn't play in the mop water. Or why she shouldn't drink the mop water.

#babylife

#springcleaning

#curiousgeorge

I could think of a few more.

OH MY WORD SHE'S STANDING UP WITH NO HANDS! RIGHT NOW! THIS VERY MOMENT.

Haven Gracious.

She's also laughing, and shaking her rattle for all its worth.

Alrighty then. Hope you enjoyed sharing that moment with me....

*AHEM

But, yes -- we're whipping the house into spring cleaned sparkle. Ethan has been trimming hedges, disposing of the ((absolute biggest)) fire ant hills that I've ever seen, replacing electrical-stuff-that-I-don't-remember-the-name-of, and slowly...s l o w l y...finishing up projects and getting them off of the carport.

Me and Haven have been organizing closets, cleaning out cabinets, having a cup of tea in between, working on our super special coffee table project, having another gulp of tea + a small conversation about "DAAAAAAA-da" for ten minutes, and tidying stuff. And tossing stuff. And having s'more tea.


And the new couch is supposed to be here any minute, which, as you can imagine, is extremely exciting to this here mama.

 I'm beginning to be able to feel my fingers again (almost desensitized from scrubbing, I'm afraid.). Which means, I need to go get busy - because we're nowhere close to finished. More mop water to sample, and stuff.

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Vanilla and Bleach | Couch Hunting