I was laying on my stomach on my bed, one or two of my little guys crawling over me and another one helping Daddy pack for a business trip. We all hung out in our little room, helping Daddy check things off his list to pack. Carter gets Daddy's toothbrush, Noah helps with his shoes... No one says anything super witty or funny or cute, but as I took in the moment I thought I want to remember this.
It's not anything 'memorable' like when the kids took their first steps or the first day of school... but it's life.
I want to remember the not so special days. When we did just random stuff and said unimportant everyday things. I used to long for normal days back when we were going through some tough times with Noah and his epilepsy and special diet.
I just wanted to remember the days that you take for granted.
So, this very moment, I am really not minding the uneventful at all.