Moments like these are perfect. I heard it from the other room… the giggling, the squealing. I walked in to find the two big kids climbing all over daddy. They kept begging him to be a horse, but with Baby E wandering around him, he couldn’t move much. Baby E wanted hugs and cuddles amidst all the roughhousing. I can’t help but smile. I want to freeze moments like this. These are the moments I want them to remember. Not the rushing out the door, not the frustrations over bedtime, not the timeouts over bickering. I want them to remember the silly times they wrestled daddy, or slid down the stairs on their bottoms, or did puppet shows from behind dining room chairs. I hope that’s what I remember too!