No, this is not the scene of a fancy restaurant. This is my kitchen. The everyday place where I feed four lovely boys each and every day. White…well, yeah, I admit this is a little nuts.
Deep in my heart, I know that white is not a color to fall in love with, if you are raising boys. But I can’t help myself. It looks so clean; so crisp; and so nice. It started out well…
I’ve even placed butcher block paper on top just to keep it nice.
This opened up a whole new world of possibilities for their creativity. However, twenty minutes into breakfast, my whole plan fell apart. I went back to my red one-that-hides-all-the-dirt. And life, is back to normal.
Just another one of those crazy dreams I have. More Best Shot Mondays, here.