The finer things in life

I've come to the realization that my children are becoming who they are because of me and in spite of me. As a stay-at-home mom, many times I measure the worth of my day by how much time I give my children and how many times I take the opportunity to show them how much I love them. My laundry takes a back burner to crayons and play food. The dishes come after playing outside and watching Barney. You could probably eat off my floor. Not because it's so clean, but because I frequently miss pieces of cereal or stray food that made it's way from the table. I know all the names of the Wiggles and can sing all of their songs on Dance Party, but I can't name 3 movies that are on at the theater right now.

I see Cole becoming quite a little man. Yes, he still has those days of horseplay and a temper flare-up or two, but before my eyes stands a tall, brown-headed, brown-eyed young man in training that truly was just a baby yesterday. He uses such big words and has feelings about other people that he now openly expresses to me. He sees the good and the bad in situations. He's always willing to help out and he loves his little sister like no one else.

I see Audrey being independent and exhibiting such a vibrant personality (along with a bigger vocabulary) each and everyday. She's adorable and kissable. She cries when the kitties won't come to her like her heart has actually been broken, but when she skins her knees, she just looks at them, wipes them off and keeps going about her business. She only wants to be held when she's tired or she's mooching food or drink from someone. She loves her family and adores being outside. She thinks that Chicka Chicka ABC is the best thing ever.

I found this quote and it truly spoke to my heart.
"Children will not remember you for the material things you provided but for the feeling that you cherished them.”
-Richard L. Evans

I am blessed. I love my life and I'm proud to have all that I have even if it doesn't look like much to anyone else.