Confession...

I know exactly what my mother will say about this, and my husband will probably laugh, but I have a confession to make.

I don't make my bed, pretty much ever. It's ironic considering I am one step away from being a clean freak and I always like things being done the "right" way. When I was younger I used the excuse that I didn't see what the point was when I was just going to sleep in it again soon anyway. Even now I only make it look nice when we're having company over for some special occasion.

But seriously, when this is what you wake up to everyday, why would you want to disturb the calm dream state these two cuties are in?



Let them snuggle in peace!