But then days like yesterday happen, where I was presented with a handful of daisies from Boone, and a fistful of weeds from Finn. And I felt loved... so very cherished in their little hearts.
Sometimes all it takes is a little reminder like this to assure me that I am, in fact, doing alright at the mom-thing.
Even when I roll up their hands in the car window or feed them moldy jam,
They do love me.