Something happens to me around this time of year...Call it Nesting? A summer cleaning bug?I call it my Mrs Cleaver syndrome.
I love this woman (I know it was just a show) .You never saw a dirty window at the Cleavers. A bed unmade ( Shhhhh..... have to admit... I have not made my bed alot this summer the beach just called the kids and I way to much to be bothered my such things). The thing that I most esteem to have as Mrs. Cleaver is the joy of being a Housewife! I have a fabulous husband aka Mr. Cleaver that works hard everyday so I can stay home and care for our home just as she did...with love and joy and I am soo thankful for that blessing!