The little things..

It’s the little things that keep me going every day. It’s the look on Mason’s face when I give him an Oreo, or the excitement he has when we play ball on the stairs. It’s hearing Brody babble so happily in his crib when he wakes up every morning and the hugs and smiles he gives me all throughout the day that make the outside stresses of life a little more bearable. It’s looking at the world through their eyes- the world is a happy playground and nothing more. Oh what it would be like to be a child again, and this time to understand how to enjoy the innocence.

It’s the little things that make me happy. (And yes, diamonds are little, but that’s not what I’m referring to ). It’s the hour every night I spend with my husband after the kids are in bed, it’s the hour in the morning I get with just Brody before Mason wakes up and the hour I get with Mason when Brody goes down for a nap before him. It’s watching Mason count to two and the gleam in his eye that follows his accomplishments. It’s “that look” that Brody gives us, that looks just like his daddy. These are the things that make me happy.

Having children makes you appreciate so much. I never realized how sacred sleep was until I didn’t get one night of solid sleep for 2.5 years (having kids close together is ROUGH on the sleep schedule!). I never truly knew how kids could change your social life.. and I don’t mean this in a negative sense. I’d spend time with my kids over my friends any day, but once you become a parent, you get wrapped up in diapers, poop consistency, onesies, stain removal techniques and the texture of baby food that it’s hard to focus your thoughts or concentration on anything but that. I never realized that a trip to the dollar store for a new book and a toy car could change a toddler’s mood so dramatically and make him so happy…and all for $2.12. Now that is money well spent!

Enjoy the little things.