Words–from my babes

As I was wiping chocolate off of the face of my soon to be four year old, I made the comment…It’s a good thing you are washable!.  He piped back at me, finger proudly in the air…Yep–It’s a good thing I’m not permanent!

I have to write this story…but to remind me…picture my five year old, clinging to my legs, as a police officer approaches the garage sale we are at…he looks up at me, eyes wide–Remember the suckers, Mom?

I had a really long day today…good, solid, filled with a bit of everything I love.  My kids are amazing and despite the hand they have been playing the last two years–are remarkably well adjusted.  They are strong, smart, witty, fairly confident youngsters.  What more can a mom ask for?