Every mom has those moments. The ones you want to freeze. The ones that make you realize how lucky you are to be a mom. I had one of those moments this evening, it wasn't anything significant but a moment I wanted to remember...rain pouring outside, smells of dinner filling the kitchen, a clean house with fresh vaccum lines, music playing in the background (this sounds cheezy and I'm almost emberassed as I'm writing this because it makes me feel so...so....old, but I love the "easy instrumental" music station on the satellite, it makes me feel like I'm in a fancy restraunt) and my three little munchkins perched at the bar. Kylie helping Jayden with his homework, Maddox pretending like he's as big as them and all three of them playing so well together. It didn't last long, minutes later Jayden was trying to make Maddox say "poop" and wouldn't give him his juice until he did, so he was crying. Kylie's juice got spilled on her homework (which is why we don't do juice that often in our house) and my lovely easy instrumental music was soon drown out by all the crying and chaos. But for a moment I had a little slice of heaven. A short moment, but a moment nonetheless.