Neat and (dis)orderly

I am a neat person. I don't like knick knacks overwhelming shelves or shoes strewn across the floor. I tend not to accumulate things and don't have much of a problem letting go of items from the past (please see my husband for the opposite description).

However my vision for minimalism and the "feng shui" effect is pretty much a pipe dream at this point. I've realized that no matter how many times I try to arrange Collin's pretty wood stackers in order there will always be a piece missing. Books find their ways under the couch and cracker crumbs are inevitable. In my ideal home we'd have a spacious play room with child sized furniture, shelves with organized bins like you see in the Pottery Barn catalog and a whimsical mural on the wall.

For now I have to let go of my neuroses and let Collin run with his imagination (both figuratively and physically all over most of our house!) I can't imagine a living room with those creepy plastic covers on the couches and immaculate shelves that are never touched. Someday I hope Collin can have a play room and I can get the living room back but for now I'll enjoy the look of bliss on his face as he hoards our shoes, a broom (he likes to sweep so that's a good sign), scarves and of course Blue Dog into a pop up tent I debated putting away.

I'll take a bit of mess and disorder for the discovery of a fort by a toddler any day.