Someday I won’t be awaken at 2:00am when a little one has a nightmare.
Someday I won’t step on legos scattered about my living room floor.
Someday I won’t hear arguing in the other room about who gets to be inside the tent.
Someday I won’t hear cries and screams.
Someday I won’t be warming up milk in sippy cups.
Someday I won’t be doing 3+ loads of laundry a day.
Someday I won’t be making mickey mouse shaped pancakes.
Someday I won’t be carpooling.
Someday I won’t be hearing cartoons on Saturday morning.
Someday I won’t have to buckle and unbuckle car seats.
Someday I won’t be late for everything.
Someday my kids will be all grown up.
Someday.
















