Happy things

I was watching my kids get sprayed in the face with the neighbor's sprinklers today and thinking about all the little things that make me happy.

Things like watching my kids get sprayed in the face with water.






Things like noticing Carter is dressed like a little German boy.



Things like watching Jenna dress Carter up like a girl.



Things like waiting to see what Jenna’s going to dress herself in next.



Things like little snuggles.


Things like little smiles.


Things like checking for new eyelashes on Logan every day.


Things like kids fresh out of the bathtub.

Things like eating peanut butter sandwiches outside on a blanket.

Things like pipe cleaner crowns and wands.

Things like Jenna eagerly waiting for me to finish changing a diaper so she can toss it in the garage.

Things like watching Carter go down the BIG slide and land on his bum at the bottom.

Things like Jenna’s face when I show her the princess books at the library.

Things like the smell of baby. Sometimes I even think spit-up smells good, just cause it smells like baby.

Things like Jenna fetching me the newspaper. Then throwing the newspaper back onto the driveway cause Carter wants to fetch it for me too.

Things like cheerio necklaces. Delicious.

Things like Carter saying every noisy sound outside is the garbage man.

Things like a bouquet of weeds from Jenna.

Things like waking up to Carter sitting on my bed singing me songs and giving me kisses on the lips.

Sometimes I think to myself: Do I really have THREE kids??? And the oldest JUST turned three??? Like, what the heck was I thinking? Am I crazy?

Yeah. I'm crazy. Luckily the little things keep me sane. And happy. And crazy in love with my kids.