Sometimes

Sometimes there are little boy footprints on my freshly mopped and still a little damp floor.

Sometimes there are so many hot wheel cars on the ground that you can no longer see the rug.

Sometimes my son makes me laugh so hard I cry

Sometimes my son tests my patience so much I feel like crying.

Sometimes I wonder how on earth our son can be so smart (then I take a look at his daddy and am reminded that he inherited that mechanical mind and brilliance from him)

Sometimes I find dry cereal smooched on the carpet and little hand prints all over the refrigerator

Sometimes I am asked for more hugs in a single day than I ever thought possible.....I would not change that for a second!

Sometimes I am given an amazing "back rub" by a toy car

Sometimes I look back over the last two years and cannot remember our lives without the Madd-man and wonder what on earth we ever did past 8pm

Sometimes I am certain I do not deserve the love I receive from my two boys

All the time I am certain this is the best life for me