Today was not the day I had hoped it would be. It started out fine enough — Grace and Tess burst into our room at "seven-zero-zero," with marker on their faces, and hands… and feet. They were "mouses," and they sang a little song that went like this:
Pitter-pitter mouse,
We love you.
Pitter-pitter mouse,
You can be one, too.
A little later, they both presented me with cards. Lovely, sweet cards.
Unfortunately, things went downhill from there. It rained all day, so there would be no walking by the ocean, no humming to the snails in the tide pools, no frolicking in the park. Instead, there was craziness, followed by meltdowns and general unhappiness. It was the kind of day that happens when you have little kids, despite your best efforts, and despite the fact that you really, really want the day to be special and memorable.
But now that they are asleep, and finally quiet, I realize that today was memorable. Someday, I'll look back on this long, trying day and remember our hilarious game of monkey-in-the-middle, the puzzle I did with Grace, and how Tess fell asleep in my arms at naptime. Someday, I'll wish they wanted to spend all day with me, and have me rock them to sleep. So, I have to remember to appreciate the perfect days and the not-so-perfect days; the calm and sweet, and the crazy. Because no matter what, these days all go by too fast.
Travelingjenny 
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