So I'm a little alot OCD about having a clean house. I'm used to everything being in the (correct) spot I left it in, if there are dirty dishes in the sink (which rarely happens) it's because I left them there, everything in its place...yada yada. On my best day I like to think I have an overabundance of patience (ha-ha....as I write this I'm even laughing at this statement). Sharing a home with two kids has forced me to consider my previous housekeeping mannerisms. Awhile ago in one of my amazing displays of patience, I frustratingly asked Shane why there are A-L-W-A-Y-S handprints on the mirror. It doesn't matter how many times I wipe that thing down, they are always back. He just laughed at me and said I would probably find out sometime - which didn't help my frustration (or patience) at the time. Then I caught this on camera....
How can you be upset at messy fingerprints when this is the reason? I'm constantly learning new things from being around Shane and the girls. This was my reminder for what's really worth worrying about. I say "Put Ya Hands Up" for a dirty mirror!
That girl can boogie (and is SOOOO adorable doing it!!). Can't wait to dance with her and Kennedy again!
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