Love Is....

• Love is going out to the dirt pile in the backyard at 8:24pm in the freezing 18 degree dark to retrieve your 3 year old's newest shiny red Hot Wheel because he just can't sleep without it. And, incidentally, giving it a bath in the sink because it's "too dirty."


• Love is also pampering your husband because he got two wisdom teeth pulled out in the past week. One on Monday and an emergency one on Thursday. Poor guy. Tooth pain is nothing to mess around with.


• Love is also sharing your toys with your baby sister, even though she will most likely either chew on it or throw up on it.


• Love is a box full of fuzzy pjs and new socks from Gramma.


• Love is also giving away your favorite hoodie when it is too small, just so God can bless you with another one in your bigger size (Ian's Cars hoodie, also in the box from Gramma, with matching pants).


• Love is sneezing with a big mouthful of baby cereal and then laughing at Mommy when she makes funny noises about her new hairdo (Erin).


• Love is knowing that one day (sooner rather than later) your best friend will have her own little bean to spit cereal all over her.


• Love is sitting in the parking lot of the library with the kids in the car when your gum is bleeding from tooth removal while your book crazy wife says she'll "only be a minute." When has she EVER only been a minute in any sort of book gathering place??


• Love is chocolate chip pancakes on a chilly Friday morning when you heard Daddy offer Ian nuked leftover french fries....


• Love is changing the really really gross diapers that lead to emergency laundry and NOW baths.


• Love is finding ANOTHER long red hair in your sock and only mentioning it a few times before realizing that you don't do the laundry anyway, so why does it matter?


• Love is also finding a long red hair that is itchy inside your pants and trying not to get it out in Walmart and then feeling bad that you gave your husband such a hard time about the one in his sock.


• Love is one more glass of milk before bed even though you know that you'll be changing the sheets and pjs later.

• Love is reading a blog after waaaaay too many bullet points. Happy Friday night, y'all.