Saturday night live..

This is my life.

Watching Shrek 3 piled into bed with Aiden and Emily, I’m in the middle.

Emily whispers in my ear how much she loves me. (? she’s 6, and got to stay up late.)

Aiden smoothes down my hair & leans in to give me a smooch, but instead asks me to “smell his teeth”

They won’t be little for long.  I try and burn these moments into my brain.

Emily whispers in my ear that she sure would like some ice cream, 2 hours after bedtime.

Aiden starts yelling my name, Mommy! I look over just in time to see his foot as it CRUNCHES into my nose. Whoops, he says. I REALLY wanted you to smell my feet.

Back to the movie for 16 minutes. Then commercial. We snuggle for 2 more minutes.

Emily whispers louder (so Aiden can hear) that I told her she could have ICE CREAM.

Aiden tries to sit up, because HE wants ICE CREAM and drives his elbow into my collarbone.

Someday when I recall this memory, they will be older and no longer interested in snuggling with their Mommy. I’ll remember kissing little kid heads and holding hands.

I may edit out the part where I yelled at both of them to go to sleep, kicked them out of my bed and watched the rest of the movie by myself.

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Day 2 of “Get my Ass Moving” went well.

I did the Shred this morning and I was SO SORE from yesterday, but got thru it. I’m hoping by tomorrow I’ll be able to walk without cringing.