Soaking Up The Moments

Nothing like ending a good day snuggling on the couch with little boys who should have been in bed, telling them stories about growing up on Spain. They thought they were getting away with something, and I was soaking up every second. They snuck out pf bed and asked to snuggle, and all I could think was, "Someday you'll wish you'd said yes."I Absolutely worth bending the rules for those few sweet moments, telling them about bulls running through the streets in Spain, interrupted every moment by their ideas of superheroes swooping in to the rescue. My memories have been hijacked, and I'll never revisit those memories again without smiling and thinking of two epic little preschoolers.