A few times this summer we have had picnic lunches outside. The kids love it, and I love that my kitchen and table don't get all messed up. This particular day was so nice with no humidity. As I laid on the blanket with the kids as they ate, an overwhelming peace came over me and a huge smile and I thought, "I love my life". The days are emotionally draining, my attention is given to everyone else, I am argued with on every word that escapes my mouth. I am pulled on, pushed on, puked on, sneezed on and kissed on all day long. But at least I get to experience it all while playing outside on beautiful summer days. These are the days the pass the slowest, but the years that go the fastest-I was able to smile, embrace and take a snap shot for my memory of the best days of our lives.
I realize that I spend a majority of my time, grunting, moaning, complaining, baffled and exhausted, but I think that I have come to realize that very soon it all will be gone, and I will be whining about wanting them back. So, I guess this post is to help remind me on those horrible hard and lonely days to remember how great this all is, and that in fact, I don't really want them to go or for the kids to grow up.