So we did.
We walked in, we hung out, the girls played, and it was no big deal.
We're the type of family where last night's dishes are next to the sink because I was too wiped out to wash them after finally getting the kid to bed. So those dishes are piled up next to the ones from the night before.
We're the type of family where the headrest to a carseat sits on on the kitchen table for two weeks because I just don't know where I want to store it. Next to it is the pack of gum I took out of my tote bag last week and a little Parmesan cheese from dinner tonight.
We're the type of family where toys are scattered, playdoh left open and "artwork" left on the counter after the 2 year old proudly gifted it to her father.
We're the type of family where the counter is covered with tools from a recent project, unopened mail, and bug poison for the garden because we're not done with them, therefore they're left out.
We're the type of family where the floors clearly need to be mopped or vacuumed or somehow cleaned the majority of the time... even if it was actually just done yesterday.
We're the type of family where clothes, both clean and dirty, can be found in just about any room and where more clean laundry is in baskets then in dressers.