When I got out of the shower, there were little socks hidden in the space between the tub and the toilet. There was a little shirt and little shorts tucked into the tray on top of the toilet. Looking out the window there was a sled resting on the bank and a table and chair trio in purple and pink. Crumbs are forever on the floor under a blue high chair. Water puddles on the table and makes damp spots on the porch. The cordless keyboard and mouse reside on top of the cabinets as often as they reside near the computer.

And I wouldn't have it any other way. For the mess says they are here.