There are days- every day to be exact- that I’m so thankful for my kids. But some days, the thankfulness is muted by exhaustion, frustration, or plain old boredom. I mean- clearly I’m raising the smartest, funniest, most talented 4 year old and 2 year old in the world, but there are only so many times you can remind your kids to stop hitting/brush their teeth/sit still/stop talking before you start losing your mind.
But today? Today I’m feeling ferociously thankful for those two little buggers. There is no reason in particular- in all honesty today was a crazy, stressful day and tonight was a typical Tuesday with the swim lessons, dinner, bath time & bed nuttiness. The kids spent the whole drive home fighting over what song to listen to on the radio, stealing each others toys and generally being crazy making. Bedtime was a struggle as the Hubs had to go back to work and I was doing it all solo all the while juggling Crazy Dog because it was storming.
45 minutes after bedtime, the Bean woke up crying because the thunder was so loud it woke her up. I went in to calm her down and as we were sitting there, my overtired goof got a case of the giggles. I’m talking shoulder shaking, snorting you’re laughing so hard, giggles. As I’m watching her curls bounce up and down and listening to her laughter, I thought to myself that there is no place else on this earth I’d rather be right now then where I was holding the Bean.*
*Note- should these storms wake her up after I go to bed for the night, I reserve the right to change my mind.