I have a good life.

Here are a few things that I really enjoy-

• The way a baby breathes when they get all excited.
• My toddler who wants to be taken seriously, even though he is wearing a chicken costume.
• My daughter who can make up a new language with amazing efficiency.
• The same daughter who told me she couldn't come help with the dishwasher because "the (stuffed) animals NEED me."
• How completely wound up my toddler gets right before bedtime. He cracks me up.
• I put up a paper to start making a list of things my family is grateful for. Before I had the opportunity to work with the family, my school age son just started writting his own personal list.
• My husband is enjoying the book on CD I got from the library. ( Now if I had a disc resurfacer to fix the scratched ones...)
• A clean kitchen.
• How hard it is to play hide-and-seek while holding a baby. Especially a baby who likes to grab the door you are hiding behind and swing it back and forth while squealing in anticipation of being found.
• When my kids accomplish what I asked them to, without me hunting them down to get it done.
• The comment my toddler said when I walked into the kitchen to find milk flowing off the table. When I looked down at the bowl full to the brim with milk and 4 total rice crispies he asked me "Is this too much mom?"
• My son loves going to school and is doing well.
• Th same son has such patience. He has had the same lose tooth for weeks now. He doesn't bother to wiggle it. He just leaves it alone. What child leaves a lose tooth alone?
• I can visit other people who have pets, but don't have to clean up after one myself.
• My menu that is all planned out.
• The trip to the temple and the things that I learned.
• My food storage.
• When I can help other people.
• When I can include my children in helping people.
• The 1lb package of Peanutbutter Cups my Brother-in-law gave us. Yes, each cup is 8 oz.

Yes, my life is good.