Once More, My Kid Are Cute!

Every once in awhile, you have to stop and smell the roses. Or bask in the cuteness of your kids in my case.

They were all dressed up for something or another, I can't really remember what at this point. I just love when they are together. Maximum cuteness factor achieved!
Miss Mayhem takes many cuddle breaks from her busy schedule of tearing apart the house. This cuddle duck is one of her favs!
Miss Mayhem hates shoes, and socks, so she is often bundled up but with bare feet. We get strange looks sometimes, but I feel like saying, "what? She's not wearing gloves why should she wear socks?" (Also, don't you just love the poodle skirt?)
Kid Catastrophe came out the Kindergarten doors after school around Thanksgiving with just the word "lover" on a headband. Tired Mom had to ask about that one! She had picked out "Princess Lover" as her American Indian name, but they could only fit "lover" on the headband.

In case you can't tell, Miss Mayhem is doing that toddler things where she is upside down and looking out from between her legs. She thought it was hilarious when I started taking pics of her.

I will take a million pics of my kids hugging because kids hugging is one of my absolute favorite things in the universe! The only thing better is when they are hugging me.
Danger Boy is on a big Bakugan kick lately. He is pretty obsessed with Yugi Oh cards and Bakugan toys.

Please God, Don't Let Me Forget

The little jackets, on the little silver hooks
A cluttered pile of toys next to a shelf of children's books
Children's crayon drawn pictures scattered all around the floor
Scribbles and doodles cover the walls and back door

Children chattering excitedly in the play room corners
Toddler hugs and sweet soft snuggles on my shoulder
Panda and monkey footy pajamas padding along the hard floor
The way the baby jabbers and signs with pudgy hands for more

The television is always on and seems to be singing
I try to catch up with everything when I hear the phone ringing
I chatter and laugh about how hectic my life has become
But, please God don't let me forget, not even some

Bring all the joy of this part to my remembrance
All the clutter, all the chaos, especially all the mess
Even the jarring awake moment of the baby crying some nights
Or the sound of the older children's petty little school age fights.

I never want to forget this magical time
I want to remember more than this rhyme
I want to imagine all the detail forever more
Leave it there always, a gift to restore.