Most days are hard and long. I find myself crawling into bed at night and being physically and mentally exhausted. I think it is just part of being a parent. My kids are sweet and adorable, but let’s face it. We all know they can be fresh. And exhausting.

Moments like this revive me and give me energy, and my kids seem to know when I need these special moments the most. Seeing my twins holding hands and knowing that they will always have each other does wonders for my well-being. Seeing my crazy daughter, with such a love for life, tickling her own feet and cracking herself up let’s me know that nothing is as bad as it seems. It’s going to be okay. As long as I have these three, I can get through anything.

Happy Thursday, folks. We’ve almost made it to the weekend.