Right now, c and I are sitting in bed, propped up against tons of pillows, eating oatmeal cookies and watching sesame street. I'm sure that I'm once again breaking all sorts of parenting rules- cookies for lunch, eating in bed, him in OUR bed period. But I couldn't care less. We're having a ball. These are the types of relaxed, random, on a whim, fun, shared moments that I worry about missing out on when there are four young kiddos to coordinate. I wonder, will we be so all consumed with keeping a schedule that we miss the moments and the joy that can come from just being spontaneous and breaking the "rules"?
I hope not.
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