Daddy Time

One of my favorite sounds in the world. Andy playing with the kids and them laughing those deep belly laughs. I know that in a few years it won't be cool to sit in Daddy's lap or even anywhere near him. But, at seven and eight they seem to relish the time together. Even the cat likes to be the center of attention if he can swing it. This is a familiar scene at our house when the simpsons or cartoon network is playing.

Two reasons

I really have to search lately to find a reason to smile. But, here are at least two of them. Having children later in life is something that is usually discouraged. For me, it's worked out to be a weird, wonderful and exciting experience. I don't know if these two little ones will suffer for having an older mom, I hope not. I try to nap while they are gone, and be alert and awake when they need me. I keep my complaints about aching knees or popping joints to myself. And I can sing almost every song on Spongebob Square Pants. I know that my husband and I will be some of the oldest parents sitting in the audience when they graduate. And we may not live to see our great grandchildren. I can take that chance...it's worth it when you are offered the biggest kitkat in the pile. Not with pouting, not with a grudge but because "Mom, I wanted to save it for you."