Remnants

Sometimes life passes by so quickly that all I see are the remnants of what has recently transpired right under my nose. 

Other times, I am hiding in the other room and eventually must face the consequences.

{remnants of a clean car}

We seldom get the car washed, so  Craig took advantage of a local high school fundraiser 

and took the car to get hand washed on Saturday. 3 hours later, it looked like this.

And, it still does.

{remnants of a zoo}

Sunday morning play involved creating animal enclosures all 

over the house (and I mean all over) along with awesome zoo maps. Sadly, 

this one had to be cleaned up in a hurry before our home teacher came over.

{remnants of a weekend}

Found this beauty outside my bedroom door on a Monday morning.

Not sure what was happening here...stuffed animal toboggan, perhaps?

Anything is possible with these chickies.

{remnants of breakfast}

I love that Lexa pulled out the big guns to get to the milk at the bottom 

of her cereal bowl. I mean, she may not have been able to reach it otherwise...