On my blog, I may look like I have my stuff together.
Not even close.
I take photos at 6 am.
Mostly cause I'm lazy from the night before. I'm usually in my pj's, pre-breakfast, during coffee, being attacked / meowed at by multiple cats.
Sometimes there are random husband socks on the coffee table. These are things I cannot explain.
Sometimes Jackson thinks he's being helpful by half-attacking, half-rubbing his face on my camera while I try to take photos. It's never helpful.
One day, I might have to get things together. Or not.
