never enough

{Thank you to the syrup for reminding me to smile at dinner one night.}


Why is it that there's always plenty
(and I'm talkin' way more than enough)

fighting
whining
no nap taking
tattling
not sharing
messes to clean
dishes in the sink
laundry to fold every day

but never ever enough

hugs
kisses
smiles
laughs
thank you
you're welcome
I love you
I'm sorry
and just plain old fun

?

Things need to be a changin' around here.
I need more of the good stuff.

(Maybe I should add chocolate to that list too.)

I was also wondering why there aren't more pictures of me and my main man.

Then I realized it's because Danny's our photographer.
The angle is all wrong.
It's not his fault though.
He's short.

And his pictures seem to produce way more chins than we actually possess.
And we're always blurry.

Next time I'll tell him stand on a chair.
And hold still.

* * * * *

I'm hoping for a trip to Costco this morning.
I'll be sure to throw a bag of chocolate into the cart.

And shopping with kids is always fun, right?

Right.