The Things We'll Remember

You know, when I look back on my "glory days" in college, my mind seems to block out the not-so-great things in favor of the really great ones. Same thing with childhood, or being a teenager. I tend to forget about the frustrations and the heartaches and remember all the carefree, happy, joyful moments and days.

I'm thinking that's how it will be with memories of our kids someday. It's hard to see it when I'm in the middle of caring for three young children, but I think in the future we'll sort of forget about the tantrums, the crying, the whining, the messes, the dirty diapers, and instead we'll remember the good times. The precious moments. The happy faces and sweet little voices. The laughter, the sticky kisses, the tight hugs. The beautiful, shining days. Like this one with my little girls at Country Village. . .

Those are definitely the kind of days I want to remember.