As I get closer to the childcare center I feel the excitement beginning to rise. I pull into the parking space, jump out of the car, hit the key lock and briskly make my way through the parking lot to the playground. Some days I do a slight jog and don’t care who sees.

Now that it’s spring, my son’s class is out on the playground at the end of the day. I can’t wait to hear it, and then there it is, “mommy!” I give him a hug and he immediately tells me what’s on his mind, often times mid-story. I nod along and ask questions, excited to get to share in just a minute of his day.

Next, I head in to get my daughter, once again absolutely thrilled by the anticipation of getting to see her and hear her little voice. “Mommy. My mommy!” Now that Eeds is two, she runs to me and gives me the biggest hug. After coercing her into her coat, we head outside to meet Don, who now is on the same page and meets me at the gate to avoid having Eeds run around the playground.

Off we head through the parking lot and to the car, both kids commenting on all that they see and hear on our way. Once in the car, the conversations continue. Don asking questions and Edith trying to speak over us so as to also engage in the conversation. I sit up front with a smile on my face, so unbelievably happy that this is my life and these are my kids.

Enjoy your week, your kids, and your chaos!

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