Love is....

Love is cleaning up the kids after they get sick in the bed...and then doing it again an hour later.

We have the kids this weekend. I love them to bits, teeny tiny sweet lil bits. Nothing is better than when they run up to you and put their hand in yours, or snuggle you close, or ask you to lay with them til they fall asleep. That is what I call love.

It's funny though how they can also drive you bonkers in about 2.5 seconds, but we gladly pay the price of being driven crazy for a big hug and kiss on the cheek, or a beutifully colored butterfly.

I'm learning so much every day. And I feel blessed to have these two children and their wonderful father in my life. It sounds sappy, but I'm tickled pink!