What I Sometimes Hate...

... is at the end of a long day, when I'm exhausted and all I can think about is bed and THAT'S when all three of my kids have to be ON TOP of me. Touching me. Climbing on me, fighting for space on my lap. Playing with my hair and giving me a zillion kisses (and sometimes licks instead).

Sometimes, I get really annoyed with all that physical contact. Just give me some space!

But ALWAYS, I love being close to my kids. I love that they want to be with me. I love that they give me unending hugs and kisses. I love that Archer likes to unbraid my hair, and Shelly likes to kiss my cheeks and Eli just wants to be there, his little spot in the middle of the pile. Last night I thought to myself, I'm in a real pile. Like in the move Where the Wild Things Are. Where all the monsters, plus Max, all sept in what they called a Real Pile. A pile of love and companionship and security. And I get to have that in real life. Our Real Family Pile.