It still amazes me what joy a simple mess can bring to the hearts of my little Princesses. What's wrong with a little mess every now and then? I can count on my hands how many times I've allowed a crazy day and sadly it's less than ten. Gladly the girls remember everyone too. The time we played in the mud and threw mud balls up against our storage building, when we made Christmas cookies and the girls painted their own cookies like paint, playing with play-dough on the kitchen floor, and ripping up and throwing confetti into the air. Their faces still light and they remember it like it was yesterday. It's okay to make a bit of a mess sometimes, it's just paper :)