Mr. Man

So, yesterday after work I came home to find a WONDERFUL surprise waiting for me. Mr. Man had gotten into one of his super-productive moods and began to clean the house. I could see the living room floor, the kitchen table, all of the kitchen counters, our bedroom floor, dresser, and desk, all of the laundry was ready to be sorted, the dishes were clean, and Sweet Pea was still napping. Could I ask for more? I am so thankful for these days when my dear husband goes on a cleaning frenzy. Oh, and to top it all of he had started to put up candles everywhere! Now our little apartment won't smell so much like baby. I can't say how thankful I am to have a husband who does not care one bit to fill the "woman's place" at home because if he didn't nothing would get done. I am the WORST cleaner! Ask anyone who has lived with me. I try so hard to keep things together but I just can't do it. I have gotten better as I have gotten older but I still need a lot of work. I just hope that I can stay disciplined enough to keep things organized.