Things I Don't Want to Forget

I don't want to forget the times that all Natalie wants to do is lay with me and "snuggle bug" until we absolutely have to get up and get on with the day.

I don't want to forget Vanessa's desperate need to be in the bathroom whenever anyone goes so she can wave goodbye when the toilet is flushed.

I don't want to forget how Natalie called her little sister Sniffer for months until it suddenly changed over to Squeaker.

I also don't want to forget how Natalie uses Vanessa's nicknames in songs (ie: Twinkle Twinkle Little Squeak).

I don't want to forget the few times that Natalie has gotten in the van after Pre-K and been so excited to tell me something that had happened during the day. I love the excited look on her face as she goes through the events she had so much fun with.

I don't want to forget that yesterday when I picked Natalie up her teacher's aide Miss Shannon said, "This kid just cracks me up! She makes my day!" and how proud I felt and how happy I was that there was someone else that understands my baby's quirks (and appreciates them).

I don't want to forget how hard bedtime is in this house, because there will come a time when they are past Mama putting them to bed and then I will most likely be very sad.

I don't want to forget the way Vanessa hugs us. She full on sprints to us and wraps her tiny arms around our legs. Heaven...pure heaven.

I don't want to forget how we all wave at Daddy as he drives off for work and he waves back and "hornks" his horn for us.

I don't want to forget the way we also have to be at the door waiting for him when he pulls in at the end of the day.

I don't want to forget the note Natalie wrote to us and then read aloud last night. It was full of the reasons why she loved us and how much fun we have together. It was SO sweet.

I don't want to forget the way my girls look first thing in the morning with heavy eyelids, messy hair, and those "happy-to-see-me" grins.

I don't want to forget what it was like to be a first time mommy, and then a second time mommy, and the time getting ready to be a third time mommy. It has been so different every time.

I don't want to forget the bond my girls have at this point. The way they want to protect each other all the time (especially when the other is getting into trouble). They fight and then they turn around and hug each other until they fall over.

I don't want to forget anything.