Thanks Nester!
She is asking everyone to add a link to their blog with pics of their homes, full of her motto " It Doesn't Have To Be Perfect To Be Beautiful ". That was really annoying to do, making all those letters bold.
So here are my beautiful imperfections, in my home and in my heart:
Of course I think my children are perfect. But still...
Jackson is going on strike when I pull out the camera. Hey, it's what moms do!
My little Tornado, living up to his name even in subconsciousness.
My neat freak husband seems to think this doesn't count. Where is the lysol?
Quite possibly the worst painting ever, BUT my husband's late grandfather did it, so it is staying. In his office. In the corner.
The mess above was all for the sake of this, and HD reception, whatever that is. I would have preferred an armoire, but it's all about compromise, right?
And let's not leave out all the little "touch ups" around the house that will probably be left untouched for a few more years.
And the mess that happens thrice daily. It's either a messy baby or dirty dishes. Usually both to be perfectly honest. Oh yes, we are one of those families.