Baby Land

What a difference a baby makes... Our house, once "neat and clean" by normal standards, has taken on a life of its own. I knew it was bad when we uncovered a diaper in the newspaper basket - luckily it had only been there for a few hours, scooped up with a pile of the week's papers in a futile attempt at a quick clean.

There are baby clothes in every room of the house - a sock pulled off while playing in the nursery, a bodysuit wet from having sweet potatoes scrubbed out of it, a hat on the kitchen table tossed aside after a walk outside. Toys have taken over the living room floor, our bed and the kitchen counter. Stacks of unopened mail litter the counter in between toys. Tiny bits of paper pepper the hallways - our little one is a very talented shredder!

Day to day, it doesn't bother me a bit. After work and playing with our daughter, I am too tired to care. But on the off chance that our doorbell rings, I look around in horror - will they notice if it takes 15-20 minutes to answer while we "pick up a few things"? And if we don't, what will they think? I hope they think what wonderful parents we are that we care much more about quality time with our daughter than a neat and tidy house! We'll clean up after she's grown - now it's all about enjoying this age!

Comic courtesy of Baby Blues - you can find more online at www.BabyBlues.com or each day in the Herald-Journal comics!