Life isn't a fairy tale. I'm not going to wake up to the perfect day, every single day of my life. I don't even know that I would want that...if given the choice. What good is a life, without a little excitement now and then? :)
Being aware of that, means that I know that I have to find my own "perfection" in the little things. I try to be aware of those tiny moments, when things go just right. Those tiny moments that are fleeting and soon forgotten, but make me smile, just the same.
*Watching Pres run to Ryleigh with a book. Ry doesn't even think twice, as she scoops her on her lap and reads her a story.
*Hearing someone yell from across the house, "Woah!!! Wanna see my booger?!" Now...I know this isn't perfection and it's always met with, "Hey! Get a tissue and knock it off!!"...but, it makes me giggle just the same. I just don't let them know that. ;)
*Sitting down at the table for dinner and realizing that it's the first time in weeks that we've all sat down, at the same time.
*Hearing the kids ask for more broccoli.
*When Presley runs to me, with her little lips puckered for a kiss. Then, she runs away, pausing after a few feet, turns, waves and says, "Buh-bye!".
*Getting a completely random text from a friend, when it is totally needed.
*When Josh does something without being asked. Especially if it's something I didn't think he'd do.
*Noticing that the kids are all missing and quiet. Some slight searching finds them all huddled in a "fort" downstairs, playing nicely.
*Getting out the door on time. It can be a challenge with seven people.
*Knowing that every single day...Every. Single. Day... I am going to laugh. My life is not slow. It is not boring. It is funny.