Little Moments


Isn’t it strange how we don’t remember most of the days we live?

We remember moments, little scenes, or even smells take us back to a certain time in our lives.

Parenting is like that. It is a blur of loud and messy and kisses and hand wringing.

And then I see the pictures.

And I am in that moment again.

Laughing at the crazy or just enjoying all the cute… it’s the little moments I gather.

I won’t remember or care about the details of this day, but I had the sense to take a picture of the absurdity instead of fuss about rules.

Now I can enjoy the robot kid forever.

And hopefully he won’t do this when he’s in college. :)

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