That fun in my house must always involve messes? It seems so. I hate that the kids pull my sofa cushions off. It bothers the heck out of me. But for some reason it's just irresistible fun, apparently, to sit on a cushionless sofa. I don't get it. But I'm trying to remind myself that this is one of the small things, and not to sweat it. They'll outgrow it soon enough, right?
Okay, I'll be honest, I do sweat it a bit - they aren't allowed to take off the cushions off the living room sectional