In an effort to combat my tendency towards being a Negative Nelly, I have decided to take a moment and reflect on the parts of parenting that I really, truly love.  It’s all too easy to forget about the fun, snuggly moments when the coffee is being flung across the kitchen (again…), but along with the challenges kids can bring complete innocence and joy.

I love the way that all of my kids curl up next to me and squish their feet into my back or belly, exactly the way they did as newborns.

I love the way that they snuggle by each other when they think that no ones looking. 

I love the way they ask when their sibling is coming home over and over, even though they claim to hate them.

I love their cute little butts and the way they run to the bathtub and do a booty shaking dance.

I love that they truly think they’re awesome at everything they do.

I love it when they comfort each other.

I love how they want nothing more than to sit home and hang out with me.

I love their flair for the dramatic.

I love how the twins carry armfuls of blankets as big as them with they wherever they go.

So there you have it.  This is my first attempt at “living in the moment.” I am going to try to enjoy the precious things that my kids do before they grow up and never do them anymore.  I hope to try to remember the gushy moments when I feel like my brain is about to explode and I hope to remember that there are way more good times than bad.