With six messy kids, I feel a need for clean. I daydream of a house with no toothpaste or food or who knows what else on the walls. I dream of off-white carpeting that doesn’t look gray with dirt and stains. I dream of little white shirts staying free of spaghetti sauce and hair that is free of frosting. But alas! I can’t escape the dirt. So thank God for baths! For one brief moment, there is clean, good-smelling skin and hair to enjoy. I’ve been trying to clean up my scrapping to-do list, too, and finished this LO. My 4yo called my craft area my "crapbook room." Enough said.