It’s finally Spring here in northern Wisconsin. A fact that we are ALL happy about. Except for the sand, dirt and mud that gets tracked into the house. As much as that stuff gets tracked into our house, I’m surprised we have any left in our yard!
Before going to bed one night, I was moping the floor. You know, so I can appreciate a clean floor for a few minutes because most of the children are in bed. I came back a little later and I noticed these foot prints on the bathroom floor:
For one brief moment I was annoyed. But then it occurred to me that these foot prints won’t be here forever. Nor will the little finger prints that are smeared all over the just-cleaned windows. Nor will the bazillion drawings that are constantly being put up and then knocked off the fridge.
I need to remember to be in the moments as they come. To be with my children as they are now, instead of wishing for another time when things will be easier.