Yesterday while I was talking with my friend who was dropping off her son for our "Child Swap", Jake (who was home from school sick and I don't want to talk about it) was sitting at the kitchen table coloring.
As my friend left, I closed the door and noticed that Jake was no longer perched up on the stool creating his ten zillionth masterpiece. Feeling very overwhelmed, I walked over to the counter, where I had my 16 to do lists scattered about so that I could coordinate them and make one big list and sitting right in the center was this:
And for a moment all my lists disappeared and being a mother was the only thing that mattered in the world.
Mind you it was a very brief moment, but it sure was sweet while it lasted!
