A beautiful mess

I was feeling a little...well...emotional, when it hit me that I was living out my last days as a mom to preschool children.  So, I decided, rather than be all emotional about it, I'd preserve as much of it as possible...down to the small, seemingly insignificant details.  :)

For instance, when I let Max out one morning, I saw that Owen's beloved Iron Man had spent the night outside.


Owen ALWAYS has some sort of art project going on.  He helps himself to the art cabinet.  He monkey-climbs up to the sink, to get his own paint water.  He leaves tiny specks of paper, from his intricate cutting, all over my floor.  ;)  I walked by this, and before I cleaned it up, I just had to preserve it.  I resisted the urge to move anything or pose the shot to make it more perfect...complete with Nat's phone wristlet and my gaping open purse.  This is real, for our house.  :)


Different lighting...


Breakfast!


Digging for his last show'n'tell of preschool...


Darn allergy meds make it nearly impossible to stay awake all day.


His superhero friends are never far away, though!  :)

~mj~