when bry and i were *younger* he made me a "mix-tape" (do people even listen to/know what tapes are anymore?) on the tape was a plethora of amazing tune-age, and among those songs was a song about it being a big old goofy world.
there are so many days that i look at the little peeps running around my house and think about the words to that song. "oh baby, it's a big old goofy world." i think about how these kidlets are just the most amazing little souls that i know, and how i choose to mama them "just so." and how we may not have the neatest, most picked up house, but that my beans seldom forget a please or thank you. or how they will never be the kids that show up with out a hair out of place, but that they make peoples eyes flicker with joy at every encounter.
i think about the moments that i feel like i cannot take another step, wash another dish, hear another shriek, time another time out, or referee another screaming-toy-stealing match...then i remember the things that i simply cannot get enough of...the hugs, the cuddles, the kisses, the i love you mamas, and the little baby soft hands wrapping around my fingers, and i smile. because things are amazing. with the not so great, comes the amazing...and i wouldn't give up any of my goofy little world.
i often glance at bry when he is playing in the yard with the beans, or working on getting the next "job done." and i remember the first time i saw him...the first time we talked, all of our firsts and how we used to live in the moment of every day life, and suddenly it is 12 years later, and i cannot believe that our lives our flying by so quickly, that 12 years later....and that i am still totally smitten, and will for sure always be....
so friends....i am just reminding myself of all the special...amazing....and wonderful....because sometimes it isn't all that...the days are long, the kids are fussy, the baby wont nap, the hubs and i spat over silly things...and, and and. so today i am gonna let it roll. i am gonna remind myself life still rocks.
