The last time I sat down and made a serious list of New Year’s resolutions was probably 15 years ago. I recall it being a very long list, but other than that the details are hazy. I do remember that I solemnly vowed not to eat bagels for the year, which I’m guessing I stuck to for approximately 12 days because I cannot resist a warmed up Everything bagel with butter.
I woke up just after 7 a.m. this morning to the sound of my kids dumping a box of Lego onto the living room floor.
Way back when my oldest was just little, one of the very few things guaranteed to make her stop crying – and you guys, she was always crying – was to take her outside. A blast of fresh air and she was suddenly content.
When my children were babies, I’d hear the same thing over and over again: “Enjoy this time! It goes so fast.”