I question myself daily: Am I soaking it in enough? Did I listen to them enough today? Did I somehow record that amazing thing she/he did today? (no), Did I stop to really see them for who they are in this moment?
And so often a voice inside me says No. I am not soaking it in enough. Nothing I ever do will be enough to capture this sweet life.
But after a hard day at home today ~ (which started nicely, but then by the middle of the day if I were a cartoon I would have had a red hot thermometer head, and finished off with me accidentally dropping a whole quiche face-down on the kitchen floor) ~ I stood in the against the counter and the thought in my head wasn't I am not soaking it in enough, but that I am thoroughly drenched...
And from right here in the thick of it I am grateful.
(Photos of the kids sleeping are from the other night when Alex went out to see music and a lightning storm came through. Lili asked if she could sleep in our bed and if I would snuggle with her while she feel asleep.)