"I didn't get to spend much time with you today, mom. But tomorrow we'll get all day to be together."
Friends.
because realizing that these shorter people in the house are your kids, yes, but they're great and fun and laugh at your jokes when no one else does and they get you and don't complain about having to spend their time with you (yet?) and so they're more than just your kids; they're friends too. and when they ask to eat Taco Bell for dinner because they want to try "Doritos Locos Tacos" and you're trying to find out if Doritos Locos Tacos is really something that 3rd graders and 1st graders talk about during recess because you know you've never heard of this before and you wonder where they're getting this craving, their eval of the Doritos Locos Tacos is that it's basically "like a chip at first and normal taco after that" and you are thankful for these funny, honest, childish friends.
today they leave their marks, write their names on the highest rafter unknowingly becoming a part of something much, much bigger than themselves and i pray that this is symbolic of what's being inscribed on their hearts; that they will know very well about being a part of bigger-than-them things and they will get that life is supposed to be lived together, close.
