Mess Everywhere!

I used to have an immaculate home. That was before Cael. Now no matter where I try avert my eyes, I see a whirlwind of mess. The kitchen countertop is a mess of Cael's bottles, cups, snacks, baby wipes and other thingamabobs that make their way to live there. The dining table is home to bills that have yet to be filed away. The living room is strewn with Cael's toys which he just doesn't like seeing neatly put away in a basket. The leather sofa thought it was safe because no cats live here to scratch on it, unfortunately it didn't consider Cael's sharp nails. My bedroom has a semblance of tidyness except for that corner that has turned into a small office and yet another basket of Cael's toys. Cael's room, needless to say, is not messy, just that he has more toys. So everywhere I look, it seems that a little person has a lot of stuff. More than his mommy and daddy. This home now belongs to him. Well, I guess if he doesn't mind the mess, I shouldn't complain, eh!
Unfortunately, the eyesore is more than I can bear. I will make it my New Year's resolution to do something about it.