Those girls of mine. Gaw, cuddling on the couch in swimsuits, reading books to themselves.
Appreciate every time they use their inside voice when they would normally scream.
Appreciate that they washed their hands after peeing without being reminded.
Appreciate your job or your spouses job that provides for your family.
Too many days have gone by me where I didn’t take the chance to acknowledge how some people dream about having a life like mine. Children like I have. And a husband who provides. I’m lucky and I appreciate it.