The joy of motherhood

Yesterday was like every other day...feeding two kids all the time, changing lots and lots of poopy diapers.. and dealing with all sorts of temper tantrums. Tantrums over not making the right kind of breakfast, not going fast enough in the car, making her go down for nap...and as you other moms know the list just continues.

Yet last night as I went to tuck Halle in bed I was just breathing sighs of relief that I was going to have one in bed and one more to go shortly after. Our nightly routine is to say prayers, and then I read two stories to her. Last night was "The Doorbell Rang", and "What Makes a Rainbow"...typical choices. As I finished reading I turned to Halle and gave her kisses goodnight as she told me "Mommy...my best friend." At that point all chaos from earlier in the day had disappeared as my heart just melt because my daughter actually considered me to be her best friend. As I tucked her in bed and went downstairs to put Bennett down i felt more calm as my son screamed his bloody head off throughout the entire bath, i fed him, burbed him, and then gave him a sweet kiss knowing that one day I too would be his best friend.

I woke up in a grand mood this morning- and decided that I would make blueberry pancakes for breakfast. A special treat for Halle and I as we are both breakfast fans. As I was making pancakes I went to go ask Halle to come set the table and as I approached she was giving our brainless cat Klio a big hug (literally laying on top of her) and telling her..."Klio...your my bestest friend"...

Oh well.