Because sometimes happiness is only found between the lines...

It's obvious to most that life isn't always "a day at the park" even when you do manage to get to the park. I was feeling very unlike myself the other day and I had to make myself stop for a bit to "smell the roses".

Poor me, I have two boys who are always full of energy and ready to play. The nerve of them, wanting my attention all the time. Can't they just make their own airplane out of play dough or put that shape into the shape sorter by themselves this time. I just can't figure out why they follow me everywhere, a closed door to them just means knock until Mom opens it and if you can't find her, just yell her name until she answers. If I didn't know better I'd just assume they hated my cooking because most of it ends up on the floor. I'm such a mean mom, expecting nap times to be actual sleep time and little boys not to pee in their pants. Isn't it obvious I'm not interested in the dead bug you found or cleaning poo from the tub, again? Come on little people, I can see right through those alligator tears...

It's a good thing I get to stay home and take care of you guys, because if I didn't I would miss out on so much. Playing with you is just about the funnest thing I've ever done, mostly because I love to see you smile and run around with pure joy. My model building skills are really top notch after hours of sculpting(everything) and it's so fascinating to see you come up with the next big idea. Please don't get mad when the star shape won't go into the circle, sometimes things don't make sense until someone shows you why it has to be that way. I appreciated your unending love, especially when I've shut a door behind me for a moments peace. It always makes me feel better when you tell me between knocks that you just want to give me a hug. Yelling Mom really loud is only really annoying after the 10th time you yell it, and only after I've answered, twice. My friends tell me my cooking is really quite good, so I don't believe you when you tell me you don't like it or throw it on the floor. I'll keep feeding you anyways because, well, I love you anyways. Thanks for taking regular naps, most of the time. The 2 hours you spend sleeping, I spend resting and getting ready for the rest of the day to come. Most bugs, just aren't my thing but I'm glad your excited about it, go show your Dad. I think I would have just sat and cried instead of cleaned out the poo from the tub but thankfully Russell kept trying to eat it so intervention was necessary, Oh and Sammy the pirate, thanks for helping me "Let the water out, Arghhhh!" You guys are the best.
P.S. I respond to tears, sometimes even when they're crocodile ones. And remember, I work for smiles, hugs and kisses and my life is truely happy, even though sometimes I have to look between the lines.