nobody died from dustbunnies

I am frequently shocked by the number of people who still think that the measure of their worth is gauged by the cleanliness of their home. when we are dead few people of note will comment on how clean our houses were but many will comment on how we loved. our children rarely notice if there are dust bunnies in the corners,but always notice if we were paying attention to what they said. As the old poem goes:
"cleaning and scrubbing will wait for tomorrow, because babies grow up as we have learned to our sorrow. So settled down cobwebs and dust go to sleep. I am rocking my baby, and babies don't keep."
children come to us with a built in expiration date: they grow up!
Unless you want your children to be singing "cats in the cradle" when they are grown, embrace the dust bunnies; nobody died from them. however, many have died alone from a broken heart.

It seems to be catching on this is a recent post on facebook!