Day 1-The Big "Powell"

So this is what happens when your hubby lets you sleep in...the price you pay for an extra hour and 1/2 in the warm and toasty comforts of bed...off mommy duty, just snoozing alone...the price is a big "powell". A Pile, to be exact. A huge heaping pile of toys, blocks, a stool, baskets (empty now mind you), a rug, and not to forget one very excited over his "powell" little boy! The good part is I told them I was not cleaning it up. And for the most part I didn't. However, I have not been to the bonus room where the contents of the "powell" belong...so who knows what I may find up there later. I don't know about you, but I can't think of a better wait to greet 2010 than with a big powell. Happy New Year!