It truly is the little things.

The first time I saw “skid marks” on her little undies.

(She will kill me for this later lol)

When changing Lucky’s diaper in the morning and she lets out little tiny airy farts when I lift her legs.

(How is that not adorable?!)

Watching Vay seriously go through her undies and deciding which ones it will be for the day.

(for some reason the favorites have fruit on them)

Trying to be quiet for bedtime but laughing so hard with the hubbs while watching Lori roll and sit up as fast as she can, because well she can.

You may not understand until you have kiddos of your own. If you do, you know what I mean. Right?