On a big comfy couch
in front of a fire
with two little children on either side of me in soft pajamas
They smelled like Nutella
We really love Nutella around here
They were so soft and sweet and smelly good.
I had a third child at my feet reading a novel with her head against my leg.
I thought to myself
I want to freeze this moment.
I want to never ever forget the way that this feels and smells.
Then someone elbowed me in the eye and the child at my feet asked me for the 900th time TODAY if I remembered to buy jello from the grocery store and I thought to myself
What on earth is the matter with the people that write these ridiculous Strawberry Shortcake books? Don't they realize that these are CHILDREN's books? How long is this thing? I think I got through War and Peace faster than this! Good grief I need someone to come and take me out of my misery here. Surely this is almost over......
oh but I do still want to remember that moment - the one right before all of that happened
Parenthood is such a contradictory thing isn't it? Happens too fast - drags on like torture all in the exact same moment.
Lucky I have a blog to think about that kind of stuff on