If it's not broke, don't fix it.

o.k. so I know I'm a bit of a hypochondriac (at least when it comes to my kids) , but I'm getting a little worried that Bailee has an O.C.D. issue. she has become so obsessed with cleaning lately. Every morning when she gets up she cleans her room, and then the second Tyson gets out of bed she makes his bed folds all of his blankest and cleans his room also. She does the same with Ryan's and my bed and Davis's crib as well. she has been so excited for my mom and sisters to get here and she wants the house to stay clean. All day long she straightens up after everyone, and follows behind us cleaning as she goes. Maybe this behavior is just weird to me because it is so against my nature. Cleaning definitely doesn't come natural to me. not that I think I'm dirty, but the house does definitely gets cluttery throughout the day. at the end I will straighten it up. I think she must take after Ryan's mom and my mom, this cleaning gene must have just skipped a generation. She keeps saying "mom do you PROMISE that you'll help me get the house really clean before Grandma Sally comes." it's just so funny. she's always liked to clean but this past 2 weeks it has become a little obsessive. I guess if it's not broke, don't fix it. this top picture she decided that she now needed to dust the house and in the one below she wanted to clean off the fridge and rest of the kitchen. it's so cute and sweet and HELPFUL, but I just get a little nervous at how obsessed she is. what do you think??


now speaking of hypochondriac. I have to tell you a funny story about that. Ryan and I were in an argument. (Jen it was the exact argument that I read about in your blog, for those of you that didn't read her blog I will tell you.)
o.k. so I can clean up all of Ryan's scattered shoes, put his dishes into the dishwasher, hang his clothes on hangers, and hang his towel up with out saying a word. But the second I leave the kitchen counter unwiped he has to make a seen about wiping it up for me. so anyways I was trying to tell him to stop being such a hypocrite. But instead I yell "would you please not be such a Hypochondriac!!!! (leave it to me to throw any valid point out the window by using the wrong terminology!!! Story of my life) anyways he just give me the most confused face and was like "what in the heck are you even talking about. and then we both just started laughing. I just thought it was funny how I had to ruin my great point with the wrong word.
I know that's kind-of a random story but now anytime I say the word hypochondriac or hypocrite I think of this and I have to laugh.