Remarkable

I was lying on the couch this afternoon surrounded by all three kids and was struck with a feeling of complete contentment. The whole scene was remarkably unremarkable. Sticky faces, and sticky hands, dirty feet from playing outside, hair that hasn't seen a hairbrush in a couple days, crayons and dolls and shoes on the floor. It was a very peaceful and serene moment and I just needed to document that it happened. I just adore these kids. I adore these sticky, dirty, messy, cluttery, average, happy kids. I love their gappy smiles and their quick giggles. I love their wit and their wisdom. I love their patience and overall goodness. And I realized, we may be an average bunch, but we're a happy average.