Because I am a Mother

• I get less sleep than I would like. 
• I change poopy diapers (which can be more like an explosion when a stomach bug is involved--I changed a record of 5 in one day last week).
• I hear "MOM! I had it first."
• I cook, clean, do laundry, setup play-dates, do experiments--walk-in on experiments gone wrong by my children. :)

Sometimes I wonder what I have gotten myself into and then:

• Lila will say from her carseat in the van, "Mom, I wuv you."  
• I see the excitement in Ellie's face when we play a game of Go Fish or War before bed.  
• I hear their laughs as Steve hangs them upside down and allows me to tickle them or blow on their little tummies.
• I see Ellie make good choices to share or help out a class/team mate.
• Lila willingly shares.

They melt my heart with their smiles and innocence and I pray that I may be a better more patient Mom each and every day.  I am so grateful for the opportunity that they give me to hold the sacred title of "Mother".

Making flower planters from the Home Depot for me.

Need I say anything?