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At Midnight.

Posted by on 03 February 2014 in Be Informed, Featured Posts, Looking Home | 0 comments

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I forget about the drama that ensued first thing in the morning about what you want to wear.

I don’t remember that you spilled pulverized corn flakes all over the couch.

I acquire amnesia regarding the incessant begging for “just one more show.”

I am blind to the fact that you drug more sticks and leaves that you found in the corner of the garage into my car when you thought I didn’t see you doing it.

I can’t wait until tomorrow because I will laugh when you put chopsticks in your mouth and say, “Look….I’m a walrus,” fifty times.

I have a hard time recollecting why it was a problem that you wanted to wear your ratty and unraveling Aurora dress to the grocery store.

I look forward to reading you Lion King–the longest book the library has to offer–because you love it.

I wonder how you will amaze me tomorrow with some crystal clear memory of something that happened to you a year ago.

I miss hearing the sound-track from Frozen, that has become the sound-track of our life. (I might actually listen to it when I’m alone anyway.)

I pick up one thousand pieces of cut up paper from around your craft table and smile, knowing I’ll have get to do it all over again tomorrow.

I find two more hidden clips that you’ve buried in my hair.

I make sure that your green scissors are right where they are supposed to be so there is no panic in the morning if we can’t find them.

I fold fifty pairs of Ariel and Dora underwear and make sure the Ariel ones are on top because they’re your favorite.

I check on you in bed for the twentieth time and hold your little smooth hand and kiss it.

I feel lucky that I have the chance at a brand new day with you and the opportunity to love you a little more than I loved you today.  

All those ‘hard things’ seem to dissolve,  and all I remember is how excited I am to see you in the morning every night………at midnight.

Love you Georgia—

Signature Maggie

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