Our babies fling food across the kitchen three times a day… at least. We wipe it up but don’t have the energy to mop until it gets really bad… It did. I spent an hour scrubbing on my hands and knees, meanwhile taking some time to appreciate the small things ( a clean floor,) and recognize that which we take for granted ( a floor you can walk on without getting stabbed by hardened Cheerios cemented to the ground.)
What small things do you take for granted?
Learning with Lydia 