Monday, February 8, 2016

life in the barn

My house was professionally cleaned last Monday, and that makes last Monday the best day ever. Toilets, sinks, bathrooms, random square footage behind chairs that haven't seen sunlight in four years...all are basking in the glory of new life and cleanliness.

(This isn't my real life. My mom gifted me with a professional house cleaning for Christmas. This is the very best gift anyone could give us at this point in time.)

I am living the life of luxury with this actual clean smell, not the phony type that I keep spraying through the Air Wicks. 

But let's get back to those toilets and bathrooms. They are so shiny. So sanitary. So pure and undefiled.

It may be 27 degrees, but I'm still telling the boys to pee outside.

And now, here I sit in the midst of this barnyard. There's a baby slobbering onto the carpet while crawling backward, a tiny toddler with a 'fro who laughs bigger than anyone I've ever known cutting paper into a million tiny pieces, a three-year-old pretending to be a doggy, and four-year-old pulling four-year's worth of junk toys from their respective locations to place them on the top level of the bunk bed. Pancake syrup still sticks to the countertop and Legos litter the carpet, and I just heard the incriminating splash of juice spilling in the kitchen.

Have I mentioned how blissful it was to walk home to a clean house less than a week ago? My Air Wicks are back to working overtime.

Yet, for the third time in 10 days, I have been reminded of Proverbs 14:4. "Where there are no oxen, the manger is clean, but abundant crops come by the strength of the ox."

We have plenty of oxen living here. Four, to be exact.

These four oxen give this house a 10-minute limit on cleanliness. It may have been clean Monday at 1:00, but by 1:10 we were rocking life with muddy floors, grimy countertops, and yes, pee on the toilet seat. 

It also means that we are blessed with four amazing and active kids, two from my womb, and two from our hearts. Our house may not be clean until 2033 (WHUT?) when we lovingly nudge Oaklee out into the world, but it is a fun, albeit stressful and crazy, barn for now. 


(But seriously, if you need a creative gift for someone who has just added a child to her family, give the gift of CLEAN, even if it only lasts 10 minutes. Ten minutes of clean can initiate 10 days of mental clarity. I'm not joking.)

(Also, Happy Valentine's Day! I am trying to downplay the holiday a bit around here because I sort of forgot to do the special stuff. "We love you everyday, okay animals kids?")