Someday I won’t have to sweep the kitchen floor three times a day.
Someday I won’t find graham cracker crumbs in the bottom of my purse.
Someday I’ll open a drawer, any drawer, and it will still be organized and just the way I left it.
Someday I’ll own more metal dishware and utensils than plastic ones.
Someday I won’t find matchbox cars in my shoes and baby dolls in my bed.
Someday I’ll work on craft projects at my kitchen table, not hidden away behind a locked door.
Someday my blush and eye-shadows won’t be crumbled from being repeatedly dropped.
Someday all my necklaces and shoes will be organized again.
Someday I won’t get to listen to the ABC song three hundred times a day…gonna miss that!
Someday I won’t get to rock my baby to sleep.
Someday I won’t get unexpected slobbery kisses.
Someday my house will be quiet and I long for the sweet toddler noises to fill it again.
Someday I’ll look back on these days and miss them, wishing for the simpler times.
So TODAY I am going to delight in all the mundane tasks, the messy drawers, the dried food on my clothe. Today I will see these moments for what they are, precious moments that I will always cherish.