They Steal my Heart

Tonight we rushed the boys to bed. A really good NCIS was on, and we were trying not to miss much of it. We did an awesome thing where I shower them as Don brushed their teeth, done and in bed in ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, NCIS was over. The kids were chattering, so Don went in. About 10 mis later, I could hear them still up and I went in to give them a kiss.

We let them chatter, as long as they don't get crazy. Well, they were chattering all right. Telling stories about seeing a shark at the beach and how the shark ate someones beach hat. The boys were totally into it, not knowing it was a "pretend" story.

They are just so stinking cute at this age. Every day, every night, I am thrilled with how life has turned out. I know they drive me crazy often. Sometimes I feel like I am driving the crazy car all day long.

But I am so blessed with a happy family. Even when I am a shit mom and hurry my kids to bed so we can catch a good show, they still steal my heart and make me take a minute to appreciate what I have been blessed with.