Because of them, I can splurge on Fruity Pebbles or Little Debbie. It’s for them, not me. Accept the Star Crunch, those are mine.
Because of them, I can buy boxes of perfect, bright, promise-filled Crayons, and as many glue sticks as I can carry.
Because of them, I have an excuse for helium balloons and a dirty kitchen floor.
Because of them. I blow bubbles with wild abandon.
Because of them, I hardly ever sit down for the duration of a meal, and don’t mind, much.
Because of them, I watch my mouth.
Because of them, I learned to cut paper snowfalkes and gingerbread men, and have made enough paper chains to stretch aound the earth 3.76 times.
Because of them, I roll down a grassy hill in a skirt and try not to think about who might be watching from the windows. I romp through the creek and try not to think about snakes.
Because of them, I’ve exchanged pleasantries with no less than 186 grey haired old ladies at the grocery store. They are drawn to my children, and my children to them.
Because of them, I save my quarters for trusty mechanical steeds.
Because of them, I work a little harder at being a good example, and also at letting go of the rules sometimes. (Like the one about not starting sentences with “because”)
Because of them I carry around anitbacterial handwash.
Because of them, I know at least three clean jokes and have learned to manage bathroom duties with one hand while holding a baby in the other.
Because of them, I worry about pesticides, global warming, UV rays, eColi and partially hydrogentated corn syrup.
Because of them, I consider myself one of the luckiest people to ever walk the planet, or soar above it.
What will be my excuse when they’re gone? Grandkids, I think. And then after that, I’ll be old, and people will smile and excuse my eccentricities. It’s a good plan, don’t you agree?
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oh, oh, oh…you got it again.
I LOVE this post!
All so true! I also love the Zorro horse.
an excellent plan! and an excellent post, as always!
I was just enjoying yesterday all the people who talk or smile to us in the street – they rarely do when its just me. And I can stomp down the street singing “We’re going on a bear hunt”, and not even mind that people are looking. And I can swing on the swings at the park. Because of them, I found your blog and take daily inspiration from your beautiful writing, photos and insights. You can be one of those grey haired old ladies at the supermarket, and the kids will love you because of YOU.
Yes. I do.
Beautiful, simply beautiful.
awesome plan. i was thinking of grandkids myself the other day when i saw a sweet baby… funny thought!
Very sweet! I loved becoming a mama because I could indulge in the wonderful books and fun toys that I loved so much. Lovely way to sum it all up.
What a great post–I could relate to so much, and you stated it all just perfectly…I love visiting here!
Oh my word!!! You rock! I. LOVE. This. Post. My refer to it in my own.
This post put such a huge smile on my face. I had one of those crazy mom days yesterday (bad nappy rash, mother in law, crib with no mattress pad + spilt milk, dinner, work, staying up until 2 am making a cake), you quickly brought me back to reality and made me remember all the fun of being a mom. Thank you. -kb
oh you have got it so right!
Beautifully written! A perfect post.
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