the good ol' days right now.

i think she has my eyes.

these are the days we will talk about when we are old and gray.
the good ol' days.
when we were squished into an apartment that felt smaller than us.
saving every penny.
all of our dreams right at our finger tips.
the days when our children surround us for every holiday and season of the year.
my white pants that have been stained with who knows what.
fingers in my dinner plate.
floaties in my soda.
getting my toddler's cold b/c he sneaks drinks from my water mug.
listening to the books crash off of the bookshelf,
only to find a smiling face of someone hoping to be forgiven for unsteady hands.
a sound and then a smell from a baby who's smile can melt me at any hour of the day.
even 5am.
not being able to finish most things b/c someone needs something.
coercing a toddler into the house to get a crying baby from her nap with promises of popcorn, popsicles, chocolates, movies, or anything on the planet he could possibly desire.
tired eyes and body from endless service throughout the day.
and night.
the best word i've ever heard, "mommy!"
the cry of a tiny thing that must be the cutest cry there ever has been.
big eyes asking for a story.
a kiss.
a hug.
a bruised bum.
a glistening tear.
a scraped knee.
it's the best feeling.
the good ol' days.
right now.