Wednesday, March 10
"It was a acsninent," Hannah cried as she piddled on the bed.
"It was a acsninent!" She supplied after bopping Linsey in the head.
"But it was a acsninent!" I ignored as I cleaned marker off the wall.
"Was it a acsninent?" Hannah asked when I tripped on Nattie in the hall.
Accident or no, Hannah knows she's way too cute,
With bright blue eyes and curly hair, and a killer smile to boot!
At times, I can't decide whether to laugh or to cry
And then her voice, 'I love you soooo much, Mommy!' sends all my stress goodbye.
While there's monsters on the floor and kids to snuggle on my bed,
Who cares about all those looming questions floating in my head?
I love this age, where most 'acsninents' can be cleaned with broom and mop,
And I pray each day, as we work and play, may our love and laughter never stop.