Couldn't Resist part 2

I love my kids. And some nights, after they're all tucked in, my love gushes a little more (than other nights where the silence of bedtime finds me only relieved that it's quiet & I'm not breaking up fights).

Tonight's one of those nights. Because the end of the day gave me only appreciation of two of God's greatest gifts to me.

My girl, who begged all night to make banana bread. And looking at her, standing on the kitchen chair at the counter, so eager to be busy. And mid-mixing, when she looked up at me, giant round dark eyes, and asked if she was doing it 'right', I didn't pass up the opportunity to tell her that I'm the luckiest Momma in the world, because God made me her Momma.

And Gabe, who broke into hysterics because I told him that his rectum is where his "poop comes out". I've been teaching my kids the anatomically correct terms during their whole lives. Yet, tonight, when I re-explained it, it suddenly struck him as hilarious. I looked at Jeff, who had a front row seat to the circus, & said to him, "You know, Flynn never found this stuff funny." And right about then, Gabe burst out, "POOP!!! Hahahahaha." (picture with his deep grovelly voice)
And all I could do, was laugh along. Because poop is pretty darn funny.

And now, coupons clipped & filed away. Kitchen clean. Guacomole made. Heroes in the dvd player. And a hot hubby waiting for me to join him. I can't help but gush. At the end of a day of stress, staring at a computer screen with a low checking account balance, trying to find a way to cook without milk, wondering how much longer I can work part time, planning to take our house for sale sign down because it never sold... all those things. Can't take away the awesomeness.