And we danced!

Those of you that know me, know that my house is never really cleaned and put away. There is laundry laying around, dishes that need put away, and toys that need picked up. It it what it is, I am okay with that.

The other day I was cleaning Emma's room listening to some Christian music on her CD player. She came in cranked up the volume and said "dance with me mommy" I looked at all the clothes that needed sorted and put away, all the toys that needed picked up, and the books that needed organized. Then I looked at Emma. I stood up and danced, Jack joined us and we danced for about 30 minutes. I was worn out, Emma was worn out, Jack was worn out. The room was still a mess.

I am so thankful that I took that time to dance with my daughter. I seriously doubt Emma will remember that her room was a mess when she was growing up, but I will put money on the fact that she will remember that her Mommy loved to dance with her, or do crafts, or play games. She will only be 3 once, the cleaning can wait we are busy making memories.